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一缕淡淡的轻雾袅娜地舞动,一抹清浅的绿,缓缓绽放于微凉精致的紫砂壹中,一丝清醇的气息氤氲开来,一点一点侵入我的味蕾,那是茶的清香。犹记得多年前,外公一盏精致小巧的杯在我的眼前闪现,茶叶徐徐旋转着。每当看到外公品茶时一脸享受的样子,心中便好奇,郡该是怎样的一种美妙,能叫外公如痴如醉。可当我喝到梦寐以求的茶时,苦涩在口中洇开,我忍不住咂了咂嘴,直呼:“好苦呀,我再也不要喝这个了。”外公在一旁笑着,刮了刮我的鼻子,说道:
A ray of light, the light of the light of the light of the light of the moon, a touch of light green, slowly blooming in the fine purple sand of Ching-liang, a trace of mellow breath of breath, little by little invade my taste buds, . I remember many years ago, my grandfather exquisite cup in front of my eyes flashing, tea slowly spinning. Every time I see a look of enjoyment when the public tea appearance, my heart is curious, what kind of a county should be wonderful, can be called a grandfather mesmerizing. But when I drank the coveted tea, bitter in the mouth opened, I could not help but pout, direct call: “bitter ah, I do not drink this again. ” My grandfather in the side of a smile, scraping Shaved my nose and said: