6月9日晴咖啡的味道,要细细地品;那份爱,牵动我的情思。——题记你喝过咖啡吗,你品过咖啡的味道吗?那一夜,在橙黄的灯光下,我的笔在纸上沙沙的写着,耳边不时传来哗哗的洗衣声、洗碗声。母亲那瘦小的身影在阳台与厨房间来回忙碌,偶尔望见母亲那一刻不停的身影,心中便涌上一种莫名的悸动,于是我开始发呆。母亲见我不写了,便走过来轻声问道:“是不是困了?”我猛然惊醒,歉意地笑笑,又继续低 June 9 the taste of sunny coffee, to fine goods; share of love, affect my feelings. - Inscription you drank coffee, you taste the taste of coffee? That night, in the yellow light, my pen scribbled on the paper, ear rushing from time to time rushing laundry, washing dishes sound. Mother that thin figure back and forth busy in the balcony and kitchen, and occasionally see my mother’s non-stop figure, my heart will be thrown into a strange throb, so I began to daze. Mother saw I do not write, then walked softly asked: “Is not sleepy? ” I suddenly woke up, apologized to smile, and continue low