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How to write a poem about coffee
Rule number one: coffee is not bitter.

Bright Lights, Brilliant Minds: A Tale of Three Cities

Shake away the midnight, shake away the heart.

Behind your hurry

a cup of coffee

Cold, autumn shadows

Coffee is not bitter.

Bitterness is parting.

Shake away the lingering midnight.

I am the dominant wolf.

painful

Changhao

sky

Vaguely romantic

Taiqian

Delicate breasts

Spill a past event like ink.

And your eyes.

dissolve in

The dark brown bottom of the table.

Your eyes are my eyes.

Your heart is my heart.

Your smile is my smile.

Your voice is my voice.

midnight

Shake my heart

It's already midnight.

Half, into my heart.

Coffee is not bitter.

Chapter 2: Bitter coffee

Look at the wind outside the window.

With cold intoxication.

Pick up the mark porcelain cup

smile dryly

Drink up your sorrow.

Watching birds fly in the air

There is a sense of loneliness.

But after the pain,

I still don't understand.

mistaken destiny

Boil a pot

black coffee

With sweet and sour dew

Face it calmly

Don't regret it.

Taste the taste of growing up in it.

bumper

black coffee

Exhausted the beauty and suffering of youth.

Equal maturity precipitates into the cup.

Taste the preciousness gained by hard work again.

Watching wild chrysanthemums swaying in the wind

There is an enduring charm.

I only know that when winter comes.

Become stronger.

So as not to get tired.

Watching the snow fall and the grass fall.

This is an unyielding reincarnation

Keep reminding me

After a cold

Spring will follow.

Boil a pot

black coffee

With sweet and sour dew

Face it calmly

Don't regret it.

Taste the taste of growing up in it.

bumper

black coffee

Exhausted the beauty and suffering of youth.

Equal maturity precipitates into the cup.

Taste the preciousness gained by hard work again.

Chapter 3: Afternoon Coffee

Winter sun

Walk with quiet steps

In the afternoon, sneak into the reopened window.

Coffee, steam and me

Take a calm bath together.

Go to sleep and slowly lower your sad head.

This is a cold breeze.

wake up with a start

That cup of thick ripples

Chapter 4: Walking past a coffee shop

There are mountains, water, flowers and love.

This charming city, cars

Still running that rugged, endless, loving route

The sun circled and spread in the valley.

Busy streets, many strange faces.

But there is only one you and me, and I stop for it.

That room is warm, sweet and dreamy.

Once lively and quiet, the cafe is mine.

I miss you again and again.

At night, the whistle sounded heartfelt encouragement.

This night, this coffee shop, just you and me, quietly.

Taste the sweetness of the night and stop your gentle eyes.

The roses in your hand are in full bloom in the heat.

At night, I can't stop my inner beauty

Messed up this life, drunk beauty, ruined the heart.

Quiet, the noise of the coffee shop; Sweet smiling face of cake

Coffee shop, filled with love for roses.

The glitz of the city can't be erased, and the memorial service of love.

Embrace the heart that is about to be separated, without sadness.

No tears, more attachment and lingering.

Without an oath, I believe I will stay in my mind forever.

You and I are flying in the legendary song, the moment of knowing each other.

The coffee shop smiled and said goodbye to you and me in the music.

Let love run aground here, in this city.

Stay in this coffee shop, silence, love forever.

Chapter 5: Coffee

Open the window.

Let this bitter fragrance flow gracefully.

The weakest tongue

Feeling: pain!

Like brown eyes, calm and intoxicated.

In a small transparent cup.

Weak strength

Let it ripple helplessly.

Splash a few tears.

The element of happiness

sedimentary

Disappeared in the cold coffee