仍然是当时那样的天气,走进秋里,却是夏的味道,炎热蓬勃着;仍然是当时那种芳香,苦在沉寂,甜在飘移。有些事情明明已经忘了,却能在忽然之间,铺天盖地汹涌而来,在一种非常熟悉又非常温柔的气味里重新显现、复苏,然后紧紧地抓住我的心,竟然使我觉得疼痛起来。环视这座咖啡屋,紫雾飘游,朦胧氤氲。你喜欢紫色,浪漫又富有创造力的颜色,独到的想象又为紫色的创造力安上一双飞跃的 Still the same weather at that time, into the autumn, it is the taste of summer, hot and thriving; still the kind of aroma at that time, bitter silence, sweet drift. Some things have obviously been forgotten, but can suddenly, overwhelming surging, in a very familiar and very gentle smell to reappear, recovery, and then firmly hold my heart, actually make me feel pain stand up. Look around this cafe, purple mist wandering, hazy 氤 氲. You like purple, romantic and creative colors, unique imagination and purple creative force on a leap