The missing landscape
The missing landscape IVY. ZHANG 2002-12-12 It is a caf¨¦ where I met him on torrid July. I have never thought this caf¨¦ would be in that caf¨¦ was so attractive and all persons were fascinated by the caf¨¦. As the matter of fact, I ignored the slogan ¡°To buy one and get one free¡±. What a pity that I only got myself! At that just time, with a twinkling in my sight, I grasped him. ¡°Hey! I¡¯m Ivy. I think it¡¯s my honor to share it with you and your privilege as well,¡± I said so confidently that I was afraid of his refusing. ¡°Why not, my pleasure, I am appreciative to receive your gracious invitation. ¡± Then another self¡ªreliant smile appeared on my cheeks Unfamiliar ones sit once face to face, it maybe difficult to share something in common. For breaking the silence, he spoke with a sudden commencement. ¡°Before long I heard a caricature story, but I ain¡¯t sure whether you know it.¡± But with his old stuff start, I shook my head inadvertently and kept enjoying my coffee.