I have never experienced something taste, but now, all this is quiet.
Looking at the drift rain outside the window, the thoughts are separated from the body, and the breeze in the rain is floating together.
I want your thoughts, I have picked up from my heart, such as a warmth, like a child, a piece of sugar, sweet.
The finger unconsciously beat the keyboard, the hot gas in the cup is in front of the screen, the tea is fragrant, and the soul is like a tea. This sentence seems to have seen where, the wine is not known, and the tea is also intoxicating. " Yu Xiang linger, miss is a cup of tea, faint.
Bored to review those text messages, are you okay? Thought is solidified before, and it is already full of bitterness and thick.
What is the taste of thinking, a faint feelings, a touch of love, a touch of memories?
Such as tea, such as coffee, such as clear water ..... Missing is bitter, thinking each other is sweet.
