兴许是生活太苦了，苦味的咖啡都能喝出酸甜感。

Love grows with every breath,

爱在每一次呼吸间生长，

like vines entwining time.

如同藤蔓缠绕时光。

Once we dreamt that we were strangers.

我或曾梦见，你我形同陌路。

We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

醒来后发现，你我亲密无间。

——泰戈尔《飞鸟集》

唧唧复唧唧，周一又周一。