Once there was a kind of memory and rely on to coffee, saw it hanging back now. Seek sweet taste in that kind is bitter, once such one makes me aroused in interest and yearning, .
Such coffee, such taste, but there are no once such mood and hobby.
Life of people like coffee, have sweet in being bitter, have bitter in being sweet too; Just every experience people of it, have different mental state and realize.
Though remain unchanged in the flourishing city, already there is no original zeal in the heart; In quiet a midnight, in the space of one, let one's own mind and emotion, with faint breath that floats far of coffee in the cup, disappear in the air too; Just like once young and romance, without a trace.
One a bit sentimental, generation such as wound, tired emotion but lonely woman, find oneself wave space that rush down freely finally in prosperity for midnight, why not say it is that one kind celebrates Xinghe to reap too?
People's life will have much rise and fall, as to a woman, taste the mental state of coffee, sample one's own life.

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