不知从何时起,生活中已经渐渐离不开茶。每天清晨,洗漱完毕,我会为自己煮开一壶水,然后,徐徐注入那个加了茶叶的绿色小茶壶,看着细碎的芽叶在滚烫的热水中翻腾舒展,最终旗枪分明、芽叶朵朵、亭亭玉立;心,也不由得沉静、清和起来……忆茶对于茶的记忆,开始于一个粗糙的年代。那时候,邻里街坊,几乎家家户 I do not know since when, life has gradually inseparable from the tea. Every morning, after washing, I will boil a pot of water for myself, and then, slowly pouring into the little green teapot with tea, watching the broken bud leaves in the boiling hot water tumbling stretch, the final flag clear, bud Leaves blossoming, slim; heart, can not help but quiet, get together ... ... Memory of tea for tea, began in a rough era. At that time, neighborhood neighborhood, almost every family