The Mandarin Duck Milk Tea Made by Hanging Ear Coffee is Only Matched with The Spring Breeze of Shangshili
by Table dinner
Favorite
Difficulty
Easy
Time
10m
Serving
2
In the evening, passing by a small shop on Jiankang Road, a familiar song came from the shop. Its name sounds very "scented" and it is called "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze".
Because of Li Jian’s words, I like this poem, and because of this poem, I like this song. The poem says: "The spring water is first born, the spring forest is beginning to flourish, the spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as you."
The first time I learned about this song was a gathering of a group of travel friends. In the small courtyard on the first floor of the Youth Hostel, jasmine flowers are blooming. A space of more than ten square meters gathers all kinds of people in this society. A few big brothers smoke and drink. ,boast.
White-collar workers gathered together drinking coffee and red wine and talking about various petty bourgeoisie lives.
In the corner of the hostel, she was the only one who was sad. She walked by carrying the milk tea several times and noticed her sadness. When bragging with a few new friends, a friend pulled her over to chat.
It's just that she doesn't speak, plays with her mobile phone, and occasionally hears something she is interested in. She looks up at the speaker, like a good child who listens carefully to the teacher's lecture.
do you know? In the joy of everyone, there is always someone quiet, and this unique person is destined to have a special attraction because of her difference.
I got up, took my own cup of milk tea, and sat next to her. She looked at me and looked down at the milk tea in my hand. Probably everyone was holding coffee and wine, but I was the only man drinking a cup of pearl milk tea.
This may be the unique mutual attraction, she didn't mind, but asked me to help her get a pot of hot water, and then took out a bag of hanging ear coffee from the bag.
"Could you borrow some milk tea in your cup" she said with a smile, so I handed her the milk tea.
She poured a part of it into her cup, and then put the coffee with hanging ears on the mouth of the cup, and the hot water rushed down, and the transparent glass showed obvious layering and gradually fell.
She said that the mandarin duck milk tea made by hanging ear coffee also tasted very different. She asked me if I wanted to taste it. I nodded, and she took out another packet and made a nice mandarin duck milk tea in my cup.
We talked for a long time on that moonlit night, and she asked me about my emotional life.
I did not tell her the answer.
Perhaps the best answer in life is not to think about it.
Because of Li Jian’s words, I like this poem, and because of this poem, I like this song. The poem says: "The spring water is first born, the spring forest is beginning to flourish, the spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as you."
The first time I learned about this song was a gathering of a group of travel friends. In the small courtyard on the first floor of the Youth Hostel, jasmine flowers are blooming. A space of more than ten square meters gathers all kinds of people in this society. A few big brothers smoke and drink. ,boast.
White-collar workers gathered together drinking coffee and red wine and talking about various petty bourgeoisie lives.
In the corner of the hostel, she was the only one who was sad. She walked by carrying the milk tea several times and noticed her sadness. When bragging with a few new friends, a friend pulled her over to chat.
It's just that she doesn't speak, plays with her mobile phone, and occasionally hears something she is interested in. She looks up at the speaker, like a good child who listens carefully to the teacher's lecture.
do you know? In the joy of everyone, there is always someone quiet, and this unique person is destined to have a special attraction because of her difference.
I got up, took my own cup of milk tea, and sat next to her. She looked at me and looked down at the milk tea in my hand. Probably everyone was holding coffee and wine, but I was the only man drinking a cup of pearl milk tea.
This may be the unique mutual attraction, she didn't mind, but asked me to help her get a pot of hot water, and then took out a bag of hanging ear coffee from the bag.
"Could you borrow some milk tea in your cup" she said with a smile, so I handed her the milk tea.
She poured a part of it into her cup, and then put the coffee with hanging ears on the mouth of the cup, and the hot water rushed down, and the transparent glass showed obvious layering and gradually fell.
She said that the mandarin duck milk tea made by hanging ear coffee also tasted very different. She asked me if I wanted to taste it. I nodded, and she took out another packet and made a nice mandarin duck milk tea in my cup.
We talked for a long time on that moonlit night, and she asked me about my emotional life.
I did not tell her the answer.
Perhaps the best answer in life is not to think about it.
