大学四年,常常喜欢买一小包福鼎白茶,三三两两地拿几片泡在透明的杯子里,捧一本书,坐在校园深处的一条木质长椅上,饮茶、看书,看书、饮茶。可我确实谈不上是爱茶之人,只是因为随着父亲喝了那么些年福鼎的白茶,习惯了而已。父亲爱茶,尤爱福鼎白茶。于我而言,白茶不仅仅是茶,更是一种家的味道,萦绕在心间,即使离家千里,也不曾觉得孤单。因为我在远方,也时常伴着晨光微露,与家乡的老父老母一起,喝着同一款香茶,隔着悠悠的时空,想念着家乡,祝福着家中的老父老母能够福寿绵长,品一辈子的茶。 University for four years, often like to buy a small package Fuding white tea, twos and threes take a few slices soaked in a transparent cup, holding a book, sitting on a wooden bench in the depths of the campus, tea, reading, reading, drinking tea. But I really can not mention the people who love tea, just because with her father drank Fuding white tea so many years, got used to it. My father loves tea, especially love Fuding white tea. In my case, white tea is more than just tea. It is a kind of home-like taste that linger in the heart and do not feel lonely even after leaving home for thousands of miles. Because I am in the distance, I often accompanied by morning light, together with the hometown of his parents, drinking the same piece of tea, across the long space and time, miss his hometown, blessing at home, the eldest son of the mother can longevity longevity, lifelong tea.