The tea smoke and bird seal are the most pleasant. No matter it is three to five guests or alone, the tea fragrance is leisurely, which always makes people less worried; The tea in the Cup, the bright soup, the clear mountain spring water, the color of the tea is either thick or light, yellow or green, and there is more inexplicable joy and leisure. It is a good time to cook tea, such a rare charm. Born in the tea village, I am familiar with tea since I was young. Although most of the good teas produced by our family were exchanged for money to subsidize the family, the last one left was still interesting. Take Sweet well water, put it in an iron pan, boil it with firewood, then take some tea leaves, put them in the teapot, and wash the hot water that has been cooled for a while. When the water vapor is dense, the tea fragrance is filled with a yard, it seems that there is such strong tea fragrance. However, the tea that makes people smell is green tea. The tea in hometown, no matter whether it is Mingqian tea, the top of Grain Rain, or fried green, baked green, is all green tea. When the boiling water rushes, the brown color slowly spreads out, and the tender tea buds slowly spread out and are fresh in the water, with long in branches identical. Looking at the tea in the teacup again, the color of the soup is clear and the buds and leaves are green. Just looking at a few eyes, it is a wonderful enjoyment, not to mention taking a sip, and savoring the taste of Qingfen long and fragrant cheek and teeth! For many years, keeping this kind of tea has a lot of charm in my heart, especially when spring comes and the fragrance is boundless, the tea in the tea garden is just like flowers blooming in my heart, there is a unique breath flowing with the blood. Knowing many varieties of tea is seen from their professional materials when playing with young people in agricultural technology promotion department in the next few years. Although the tea in hometown is of high quality and mellow taste, it is only a variety of tea. Apart from it, there are many different types, and each type will have many famous varieties. It is known from the introduction of books that tea leaves are basically divided into six categories: green, red, green, black, white and yellow; Relatively speaking, there are many people familiar with green tea and black tea, such as West Lake Longjing and Xishan Biluochun, are famous names in green tea. Of course, there are more than these two kinds of famous ones. Each production area has its own special varieties. The tea production in hometown has a long history, tianhua Gujian is also a good brand. Qimen black tea and Yunnan black tea are both famous black tea varieties, and naturally there are good brands. The four kinds of blue, black, white and yellow are relatively unfamiliar. The names of oolong tea, old Bian tea, Pu’er tea and so on are also slightly understood from the text introduction. I can’t imagine that one day, I will make a pot of Pu’er tea, sit around with friends, chat and enjoy it slowly in a corner of the city. When I really knew something about these tea leaves, I left my hometown to live in the city. With the change of work, the living condition has also changed accordingly. In addition, there are all kinds of goods in the city, and all kinds of tea can also be lucky to see and have a taste. Wuyi Rock Tea and frozen oolong tea are well-known oolong tea, which belong to green tea series. Both aroma and taste are different from green tea. I am familiar with the spleen and stomach of green tea when I was young, so every other kind of tea will unconsciously use green tea as a contrast. Even if it is black tea, the color of soup is much stronger than that of green tea, and the taste is stronger, let alone black tea. Both side tea and Pu’er tea belong to the varieties of black tea series. When drinking, they are boiled in boiling water, which is the kind of tea that is really easy to cook, and there are also raw tea and ripe tea, different manufacturing techniques, the soup color and taste of tea are also different. For the busy people, it is really a rare relief to sit down and enjoy the fragrance of a cup of Pu’er tea in the occasional free time. White tea was rarely seen. Even in Suzhou city, it seemed that it was rare to see it. It was a famous product, like a woman who was hidden in her boudoir, not to mention enjoying it. Yellow tea knew there was a yellow bud of Huoshan, which was because of participating in the national original poetry Grand Prix of Huoshan Yellow Bud Cup held in Lu ‘an city, Anhui province. Fortunately, some works were shortlisted and won an excellent award, the organizer gave a piece of yellow bud tea as a gift. When visitors or alone, they could make a cup of tea with beauty and enjoy it slowly. It seemed that they would return to the simple peasant home in the vast mountains. Every kind of tea, no matter green, yellow, green, black, white, yellow, or a certain brand or variety affiliated to it, will have its unique charm that will not be replaced casually, it is not only a kind of flavor, but also a kind of culture, or a kind of cultural transmission; This kind of culture grows in the countryside, flows in the folk, gathers into a taste, engraved in the time, and has been passed down to this day, in each tea cup, the fragrance brewed by the local flavor is long. Sometimes, I want to choose a time to push away all the common things, invite some bosom friends to prepare these kinds of tea, go to the village with clear spring water, collect firewood, build a stove, Cook tea slowly, and make sound of water, water vapor flutters, tea fragrance is slim, very uncomfortable! Then we sat together, one white tea cup after another, tasting and enjoying the tea slowly. At that time, the tea would be colorful and colorful as well as into the bloodline. Maroon Brown, the taste of life. If you really want to have such leisure, don’t you feel very happy!

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Girls like boys earlier. Like all stories of youth, girls and boys are in the same class, and then they become deskmates. It is said that boys of the same age are later than girls in the world, while boys are two years younger than girls. In front of her, he was actually a kid, and she saw all his little thoughts. But the emotional thing was originally a fan of the authorities, and the girl was deeply involved in it. The boy heard of the girl’s love, and his heart was full of anxiety and shyness. For the first time, he began to pay attention to her every move. He knew her carefully. But the boy was too dull. He regarded himself as an outsider and ignored him. However, I don’t know when girls often lose their temper. They always quarrel and end the Cold War. In the youth campus, love is always short-sighted, and boys and girls also have more suspicion. He didn’t know that she turned all her thoughts into immature words and thought about them alone in the middle of the night. Did she ever know that she was the haunted XXX in his diary. Words became the initial dependence, pinning young love, but also built a wall between boys and girls. She worried that she was a girl, reserved and could not be too active; He was worried about his shyness, and often talked to his lips. The night was so dark that she standing in the light didn’t see him in the dark, but he enjoyed it. The gentle breeze blew her thoughts to him, but where was his? Along the direction of the wind, there is unknown distance, where they once met to realize their dreams. That night, at the class party, the boy was late and lingered for a long time, but finally he didn’t go in. In the later exam, they met each other in a hurry, and then went to their respective directions without stopping. It was half a year later when she heard her news again that she was with his best friend-playmate, friend, classmate, or brother. At first, he didn’t know whether he was sad or relieved, and suddenly he fell in love with silence. After she knew it, the guilt once filled with heart was left to herself after all. Later, he occasionally heard her news from his brother’s mouth, good or bad-still holding all his emotions. Gradually, the boy also fell in love with other girls, but he never said anything, and those active girls would always be rejected. The boy’s world is lonely, and his heart is filled with her stories; The boy’s heart is lonely, and he hides all his thoughts in words. After the girl broke up with his brother, he got in touch with the boy, and he inquired everything about him (his playmate) from the boy. Time flies, and their tracks extend to the distance after the short intersection. In the infinite distance, their world tends to be parallel. He told her his life, and she recalled their stories (with playmates) to him. At that time, he was drunk and finally said that sentence. Have you ever liked me? She was very surprised, and said she liked it in her heart as before, but your silence told me that you didn’t like me. The boy was silent, so was the girl. Those things had been in the past for a long time. The boy remembered that when his playmate wanted to be with her, he once strongly opposed them, not because of himself, but because of a premonition. When playmates told the boy about their affairs, the boy was so sad that they were all stories of their own. Later, the Playmate said that they had broken up and had no contact, but the boy was as calm as always. The boy always thought it was a girl’s problem until he knew the truth. How terrible it was. In a short time, the Playmate unexpectedly had a relationship with the girl and the girl knocked out the child, but the Playmate proposed to break up, which was like a farce and ended halfway. Everyone has the responsibility, but no one can bear the loneliness and stubbornness of the boy as always in the breeze and drizzle. Maybe he hasn’t grown up yet.

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