清明,烟雨。呷一口碧螺春茶,饮不尽我对祖母的悠悠思念。“碧螺飞翠太湖美,新雨吟香云水闲”。祖母家住太湖边。每逢清明谷雨之前,她会斜背一个自制棉布袋,趁着白露刚晞,赶往碧绿葳蕤的茶园,采摘新茶。“手提着篮儿将茶采,片片采来片片香……”祖母虽是个村妇,不懂音律,却不想能 Ching Ming, misty rain.呷 a biluochun tea, drinking endless my grandmother’s thoughts. “Biluifei Taihu Lake United States, the new rain Yin Yin leisure”. My grandmother lives beside the lake. Before the rain of the Ching Ming Valley, she will slash a homemade cotton bag and take advantage of the white dew, and rushes to the green tea garden to pick up new tea. “Handle the basket will be taken tea, pieces taken to pieces of incense ...... ” Although grandmother is a village woman, do not understand temperament, but do not want to be able