Love coffee and love life.

Senior three has a heavy study. The first time I drink coffee, I use it to refresh myself. At first, it worked. After drinking it, I feel that my brain is excited all day, but it is no longer effective after a long time. Even though I drank many bags of fast food a day, I was still confused and depressed, but I still fell in love with drinking coffee.

I still remember the first cup of coffee, which was particularly bitter, but I still endured it. Like drinking tea for the first time, I took a sip slowly. After a bite, it will smell good for a long time. Perhaps, because of this feeling, I can't let go from now on.

After college, most of my roommates also like to drink coffee. After drinking, everyone likes DIY drinking. After various attempts, I suddenly feel that the coffee with pure cereal tastes good. Whether it is the taste or the mellow taste after drinking, it is refreshing.

A group of us got together to discuss the future. At that time, we joked with each other and hoped to live a petty bourgeoisie life every day in the future.

That year, I loved coffee so much that I can't give up the habit of drinking coffee until now.

After work, the pressure did not decrease. On the contrary, because of work, I played many social roles. Tired, I like to stay alone in the coffee shop, sit for a day and relax.

It may be because of the growth of age that I suddenly don't like sugar in my coffee, or it may be because I am afraid that eating too much sugar will make me fat, and I gradually like bitter coffee and alcohol. The entrance is full of bitterness, but you can still drink a mellow taste after eating it.

Especially after the tempering of life, I like this kind of bitterness more and more now. Just like I like to make more efforts to make money when I can still struggle, I hope I can spend enough money when I am old.

When I was at school, I heard the teacher say the most: Only by suffering can I become a master. It turns out that drinking coffee is like living, or living by coffee.

I wonder if it's my illusion. I always think that people who love coffee are particularly tough, optimistic and open-minded and love life.

My family has always opposed my drinking coffee, and I always see many reasons why drinking coffee is not good from the Internet and send them to me. I always read it silently and continue to stick to myself.

Perhaps, coffee can relieve people's stress. Because of the busy work, several of our colleagues always like to order a cup of their favorite coffee at Starbucks opposite the company after lunch. Every day, when I feel that I can't support myself and the whole person seems to be going to collapse, I always drink a cup of sweet coffee every once in a while, and my restless heart will gradually calm down.

I insist that treating coffee is my attitude towards life. To love coffee is to love life. Every time I meet a challenge at work, I like to face it.

Many people say I am lucky, and I just smile. I always believe that luck is also a part of strength. If there are no countless times of persistence, where there will be accumulation over time.

I always believe that doing something, especially challenging things, may not necessarily have results, but there will be surprises if you persist.

Just like at the beginning, the working environment was all kinds of nepotism, and I couldn't see the direction. Desperate, I chose to study hard, thinking about accumulating some experience and studying majors, so that I could have a chance to quit. As a result, luck came in my efforts. At the moment of promotion, I suddenly understood that even though there are many injustices in this society, if you make yourself stronger and better in these injustices, you will have a fair chance.

I like all kinds of challenges in life and work more and more, just as I like to try all kinds of coffee.