常常有一种“喜欢”留在心上,喜欢茶香在舌尖喉际回绕,喜欢和一二知己在小餐桌上谈心,看咖啡在透明的壶内沸腾,喜欢突然接到一个电话,说他此刻送花来,请到某处相候? There is often a kind of “like ” to stay in the heart, like the tea incense around the tongue, like to talk with one or two confidants on a small table, see the coffee boil in a transparent pot, like suddenly received a phone call, said he At the moment, send flowers. Please wait somewhere.