Bali District, New Taipei City｜Anne Time

Sipping on the smooth special iced coffee and chewing on the shredded Philly beef roll. Holding the sentimental love songs of the late 80's, dreaming of the 1001 nights of Chongji Abo. AnneTime looked across the Tamsui River. Salty’s puts Seattle to sleep The long tail of the west wind crossed Jiangdong, The shadow of the red city has forgotten the left bank. Who will write the preface? Who will conclude? The dream of the night leads to the day, The soul of the magpie girl lingers and asks her lover. Days pass by and moments pass by, Or sleep together year after year. Who wants to end lovesickness? Who can say goodbye? The ferry starts slowly, the shadow of the boat stops on the river, Deep in the Pacific Ocean, thousands of waters fill a gourd full of water. It turns out that the mountains want to melt into the embrace of the river, But the river sinks into the heart of the sea. On a sentimental night, begging for cleverness, the broken eaves are filled with dew. Without wine, even though I don’t deserve it, I chase the glimmer of light to get drunk. The night fog passes through the dim place, Don't want to leave any trace. There, but also not seen.

Love this place. I ride here often.

Fruit tea is a big cup and cost-effective