? I watched foreign movies with my family for the first time when I was a child. I can't understand what they say, and I don't know much about subtitles. You can only silently look at all kinds of gorgeous clothes and magnificent buildings in it. What impressed me the most was a scene like this: foreign women, sitting on the sofa, gracefully picked up a cup filled with black liquid on the coffee table and took a sip. At that time, I thought that the things in that cup must be delicious.

? Later I learned that this dark liquid has an elegant name-coffee. It's the first time I know that there is a drink called this, which sounds very tall. So I began to expect that one day I could taste it.

? One night not long after, it suddenly rained heavily and the weather suddenly dropped. I got up the next morning, caught a cold without warning and kept coughing. After breakfast, my mother gave me a packet of Radix Isatidis granules and asked me to drink it with water for a while. Unexpectedly, the Banlangen washed out by hot water looks like the coffee I saw on TV through the glass. I was so surprised and happy that I almost picked up the cup and gulped it down. But I didn't. On the contrary, I learned to sip gracefully from people on TV. I also want to savor it. It was sweet, but mixed with pungent smell, but I still drank it with some joy, as if I were an elegant woman on TV at the moment.

? It was not until I grew up and walked into a cafe that I realized that this was the real coffee. It was bitter and I couldn't help sighing for the stupid thing of that year: the original "coffee" with Banlangen flavor was sweet.