成都最新品茶自带工作室推荐好去处：195-82209-89832（蔚垫同步）秋日午后，安静地坐在竹藤椅中，温和的阳光亲吻着我的皮肤，手执一白瓷杯，那杯中升腾着浓浓的的茶香，轻抿一口，一股沁人心脾的热流直击我的味蕾，让我久久不能释怀。
Autumn afternoon, quietly sitting in the bamboo cane chair, gentle sunshine kissing my skin, holding a white porcelain cup, the cup rising with thick tea fragrance, light sip, a refreshing hot flow directly hit my taste buds, let me can not let go for a long time.Autumn afternoon, quietly sitting in the bamboo cane chair, gentle sunshine kissing my skin, holding a white porcelain cup, the cup rising with thick tea fragrance, light sip, a refreshing hot flow directly hit my taste buds, let me can not let go for a long time.

有人曾说“为什么茶叶要苦呢？若是没这点可就完美了！”其实不尽然，如果你再试着细细地、用心地去品一口，体会那夹着苦涩的妙香，你会发现原来茶叶之苦是为了渲染茶叶的甘甜和那绵长的清香。同样，漫漫人生路，哪有一路的鸟语花香？哪有一路的良陈美景？即使芳香迷人的花丛中，也会有荆棘刮破你的衣衫，留下道道爪印。即使魅力无穷的美景中，也会有一些微乎其微的瑕疵。人生不正是因为这些才给力的吗？若是少了生活中的风雨，我们才会觉得不完美！单调无味！因此少了苦涩的茶叶，其茶香怎么会经得起反复细品？怎能可称为完美？

Someone once said, ” Why is the tea so bitter? If not this point can be perfect!” In fact, not really, if you try to carefully, carefully to taste, experience the bitter fragrance, you will find that the original bitterness of tea is to render the sweet tea and the long fragrance. Similarly, the long life road, which have all the way of the birds’ twitter and fragrance of flowers? What is the beautiful scenery along the way? Even in the fragrant and charming flowers, there will be thorns scraping your clothes, leaving the prints. Even in the charming beauty, there will be some slight flaws. Isn’t it just because of this in your life? If less than the wind and rain in life, we will feel imperfect! singsong! Therefore, less bitter tea, how can its tea fragrance withstand repeated fine taste? How can it be called perfect?

凝视这白瓷杯中的茶香，又让我想起对喝茶与人生有着独特理解的那个文学家——鲁迅。恍惚间，我似乎看到一个身影坐在书桌前，书写着一本名为《喝茶》的文章，他的眼中闪现着一种对文人墨客的娇气和精神脆弱的辛辣嘲讽。他笔下的茶是茶外之茶。

Staring at the tea fragrance in the white porcelain cup, it reminds me of the writer —— Lu Xun, who has a unique understanding of drinking tea and life. In a trance, I seem to see a figure sitting in front of the desk, writing an article named “Tea”, his eyes flashed a kind of delicate and fragile spirit of the literati spicy sarcasm. His tea is the tea outside of the tea.

水杯的冰凉将我的思绪召唤回来，该加水了。我揭开塞子，滚滚热流在杯中沸腾，撩起一片片茶叶柔美的舞姿，但那身形已不像开始那样轻盈、新鲜。最终，叶片静静地躺在水底，宁静而安详。空气中的清香黯淡了，那茶水的苦涩也渐渐消融了，但她那份独特的韵味却回味无穷！
The cold of the water cup calls up my thoughts back, and it is time to add water. I opened the plug, rolling heat boiling in the cup, lifted up a piece of tea soft dance, but the body is not as light and fresh as the beginning. Finally, the leaves lie quietly on the bottom, quiet and serene. The fragrance in the air is dim, and the bitterness of the tea is gradually melting, but her unique charm is endless aftertaste!