将那一杯香茗,温馨地握在手中,任凭一抹淡黄掠过。当那带着大自然的清香袅袅地漫入你的肺腑时,你一定会忆起荡着山歌的茶园和那份碧透的绿,耳边会溢起采茶女的歌声。这季节属于春,布谷鸟的鸣唱,颤动了蒲公英的花茎,把一个个幻变的音符洒满了整个春野……将那一杯香茗,呷一小口在嘴中,品味着山野的浓重、嫩叶的青涩和花蕊的淡香,你不忍就这么咽下去,你想把这奇异的馨郁 Will that cup of tea, warmly hold in your hand, despite a touch of yellow passing. When that fragrance with the fragrance of nature into your heart, you will certainly remember the swinging tea plantations and Bi Bi green, ears will spill tea-picking women’s songs. This season belongs to the spring, cuckoo singing, vibrating dandelion stems, the notes of a phantom sprinkled throughout the spring wild ... ... that cup of tea, a small mouth in the mouth, taste the thick mountains, Young leaves of the Sentimental and stamens of light, you can not bear to swallow it, you want this strange Xin Yu