Read Yu Xiuhua's poem I want to have a cup of coffee with you.

I like to order a cup of hot coffee at the coffee shop on the corner, and watch the sugar melt slowly in the cup, as if it could melt all the boredom.

Friend! Why don't you have a coffee with the person you want to date tomorrow?

I want to walk through some big camphor trees with you.

Walking through the mottled sunshine under the tree, trying to cover up his illness.

But it never covers the crowd.

I want to walk out of the hospital with you and leave human diseases behind.

Leave the anxiety that I can't be a scapegoat.

I want to go forward with you

I want to have a cup of coffee with you at the corner.

Want to see you smoke

Only when your smoke ring disappears will it disappear.

I can only look at you and dare not say the sadness of love.

Is sadness.

But this is my good time.

Because this bitter cup will eventually turn into sweet.

This peace has no regrets about death.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that you leave me and turn around.

This hospital still takes me in.