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If I had to choose a drink to endorse love, then I would definitely choose coffee.
Its fragrance, beyond the smell of perfume, makes me more fascinated; its sweetness, removing the greasiness of honey, makes me want to stop; its bitterness, like sweetness, has a slight sadness, like the sentimentality of a young girl, with tears in her laughter, and like the helplessness of a hero, love and hate.
The fly in the ointment is its color, too single. But I still love it, its black and white color gives me a taste impact, and the feeling of the heart.
I love coffee, but I don't know much about coffee. It's not so much that I love coffee as I love myself more because of coffee.
Whether I love it or not, coffee is still coffee, and since I became addicted to coffee, it is like a lovesickness, I am no longer the original me.
Every day after breakfast, a cup of coffee makes my mind run like a wild horse that is out of control, running wild on that fertile land far from the world.
A cup of coffee time, I just want to talk to you about a love that travels through time and space!
Heroes are born in chaos, and sufferings see the truth. I have a "city of love" in my heart.
If I travel to that distant chaotic world and meet you unexpectedly, whether you are poor or rich, whether you are of noble birth or lowly, you are the overlord of my heart, the only king in my "city of love"!
I don't know, in that distant era, whether coffee existed or not, but before I travel through the tunnel of time, I will definitely carry the seeds of coffee, I will sow the seeds of love in you and my city, let my "city of love", full of romance, the air wafting with its unique aroma.
The ancients sang about wine, you and I drank coffee for fun; the ancients raised their eyebrows, you and I grinded the coffee code words; the ancients chanted poems and painted, and you and I talked about coffee.
I think you'll love its characteristic scent. It is the passionate warrior around you when you are wandering the rivers and lakes; it is the gentle and humble counselor at your bedside when you are recuperating.
But there is also a city of desire in your heart. You not only want to have more beauty.
Therefore, your country is rich enough to rival the country, and your harem has three thousand beautiful women.
O city of love, the coffee I sowed by my own hands will never grow again!
If you love, truly love me, and love me alone.
When the overlord bid farewell to Ji, if I could offer him a cup of coffee, perhaps, he would not leave Yu Ji but die.
I believe that Yu Ji had the same thoughts as me the moment she followed the Overlord away.
Yu Ji was lucky to meet the true love of her life. The last moments of her life leave us with endless longings and fantasies about love.
If you can meet the chaotic world, you are the hero in my heart, the overlord of the city!
However, I was not as lucky as Yu Ji, and my "City of Love" could not wait for the king who guarded the city.
Perhaps, in that prosperous world, I can meet my prince and meet my true love.
Dreaming back to Datang, can you meet a long-lasting love?
My coffee tells me that the love of the world is still full of the smell of killing.
The change of Xuanwu Gate, the blood-spattered city wall, where is the trace of love? What is left for posterity is the struggle for the throne.
The love story that has been sung for thousands of years is nothing more than a long sigh left by the noble concubine on the slope of Ma Song! The emperor in his heart once had power and unlimited scenery, but in the end, he lost both the country and the mountains and the beautiful women.
In front of the Xuanwu Gate, if you can give Li Shimin a cup of coffee, perhaps there will be no chanting of long hate songs.
If you give the generals a sip of coffee on the slope of Ma Song, perhaps the noble concubine will be spared from death, and there will be no word for red face and water.
Poor noble concubine, when Xiang Yin was martyred, she was also charged with the crime of harming the country and the people.
The glitz of the world, the sobriety of missing a cup of coffee!
When the noble concubine was drunk, if she could drink a cup of coffee, perhaps she would rather be a commoner and spend the rest of her life in coarse tea and light rice.
After collecting thousands of pets and enjoying all the glory and wealth, who can predict the tragic end?
Give you true love, give you the whole world? It's better to drink a cup of coffee alone and enjoy leisure time like I am now.
Coffee, always makes me so sober and narcissistic. Because you didn't show up.
Tea Horse Ancient Road, no tea no horse, you and I hike the end of the world. As the sun set, we held hands and went home.
Such a simple appeal, but no one can understand.
If you love, truly love me, and love me alone. I know you can't do it, but I still have illusions. I knew that the illusion could not be realized, but I still could not get rid of this greed.
Actually, I probably can't do it myself. Therefore, we are always entangled between love and non-love, in the midst of gain and loss, missing each other.
A thought and a greedy desire will eventually make us both run counter to each other in the city of love.
But the miss you left behind fell into the cup of coffee, and the aroma of love was everywhere.
Until one day, I suddenly found that my "city of love" had become a ruin.
People built high-rise buildings on the ruins, and traffic in front of the door was busy.
High-rise buildings have engulfed my "city of love", and since then there is no more square inch of land for me to stand on.
And you're in a room in this mansion, drinking and having fun.
My pain, indescribable. I held in my hand a pole that could pry the earth, but I couldn't find the fulcrum.
Without a city, even if you are the eternal king, you have lost the meaning of existence. You and I look up at each other in time and space, silently forgetting each other.
Houses and cars are better than the hands of a son; it is difficult to grow old with them.
That city of desire, ah, another level higher!
When you love someone, that person may not love you. Some people will like you, and some people will hate you. It's the best definition of love I can think of, and it's the eternal law.
Losing the city, my heart is safe; losing you is the unspeakable pain in my heart in this life.
A leisurely weekend, a cup of coffee time, allow me to have a crazy love affair!