My first impression of coffee was gained from songs. One is "Wine and Coffee" by Teresa Teng. The other is Pai Hui's Walking Through the Coffee House. From the song, I feel that coffee is very petty, and I only drink it when I am in love. Because decadent music was unhealthy at that time, there was a subconscious resistance to coffee, and it was impossible for a high school student to drink it.
Later, especially since the reform and opening up, western culture brought "coffee" to China, and international coffee companies such as Maxwell, Nestle and Colombian set up branches or factories in China. Later, I learned from the experience observation of TV, movies and business trips that cafes in big cities such as Beijing and Shanghai have mushroomed with the growth of coffee culture, becoming a new consumption fashion for young people and decorating urban customs. At that time, I also worked to earn money, and I had great freedom to try new things. But at that time, I drank instant coffee. Because of my preference for China tea, coffee, an exotic drink, is more or less neglected or despised in my consumption habits and concepts. Although the boiled hot coffee exudes a rich aroma, it is unforgettable, and I only do it occasionally and don't enjoy it often.
Today, I passed by this "second cup" coffee shop and chatted with my peers. I guess, is it because coffee tastes good that people can't help being named one after another? The son said, no, one cup is enough. The second cup may welcome you again.
While speaking, he talked about his own experience. Once, several students wanted to plan an activity and find a quiet, clean and comfortable place to find the "second cup" conveniently. Suffering from not having enough spending power, I planned a way. Go first alone, and ask others not to order first. After three or five minutes, two people went to find it and ordered a cup of coffee. It wasn't long before three more people came. Six people got together and discussed it all afternoon. * * * had a cup of coffee and left happily. My son was talking and playing, and then he said that another time, two classmates came in one after another, ordered only one ice cream, and then became winter vacation homework all day. The son also said that such a thing should not only be planned first, but also be able to act and pretend. Then I want to talk about the latest time ... I stopped quickly, I stopped there, and it went on and on. Although I think such behavior is childish and ridiculous, I don't criticize him for looking happy when he recalls. After all, I am a child who just entered high school. At this time, there is soft and soothing music playing in the coffee shop. My son and I smiled at each other and walked over.
I thought to myself, the master's heart should be calm, kind, generous and kind, otherwise how can we tolerate such incidents. I remember that once it snowed, I saw a beautiful snowman in front of his house. Must be the boss's childlike innocence. Children should like such people very much. Although I have never seen it before, I not only appreciate the boss's difficulty, but also appreciate his generosity. I pray silently in my heart: good people and good dreams, prosperous business.
On the way home, my son and I clapped our hands as we walked. Next time I go with my mother, he will take me, and I will go to him and have an ice cream. This idea makes me shy, happy and a little shabby. It's not that I'm reluctant to spend money. I just want to experience the poverty and happiness of children. I'm waiting. As long as my son asks me out, I will try my best to play. Although I am not sure whether I can succeed or not, I am not sure whether I will pass by again. It's just that suddenly the aroma of coffee seems to float over.