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(2013-04-05 21:15:23)
 回到巴黎。清晨的街道静翌安详,公交车却已经开始上路了。打开临街的窗户,一股清洌洌的空气迎面扑来,巴黎居然在这早春时节,让我领教比多伦多还要深沉的春寒,然而道旁的那一树在寒风中倔强开放的樱花,却明明白白地广告着春天的来临。对面的面包店还没开门,心里想着呆会儿开了要去买馋了好久的他们家的法棍,铺上奶酪和橄榄油,轻轻烤一烤,嗯•R[阅读全文]
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(2013-03-29 14:35:25)
ImademyselfaLatte.It'sasgoodasaStarbuck's. Ihavebecomequite"un-forgiving"whenitcomestoteaandcoffee。Idemandtheabsolutecomfort,fromthearomatotheflavor,tothecolorandthecup。IfIgetitfromacafe,ifIcan,Iwouldchoosenottoknowwhoprepareditforme.Becausethat'spartofmycomforttoo. That'swhy,that'swhyIchoosenottoknowwhoyouare,ifIcanresist.Ienjoythecomfortofreadingyou.Ienjoythecomfortofimaginingwhoyouare,i...[阅读全文]
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