风来,高挑起的“太白遗风”酒旗飒飒有声。进到里边,方知人为文字所累——有多少这样高擎遗风的自我标榜,名实无存。反过来说,有些从不夸饰的茶楼、酒榭,往日的遗韵随着阳光进入,溢了出来。色泽的古雅、器皿的质朴,白绢纺裤,步履款款。外边正落着细雨,低檐垂珠,河面缥缈的水气,把躁气无声润泽。大壶、绿茶,揭开杯盖,清香漫起,天机一派平和。 Wind, tall, “Taibai legacy ” wine flag rustling sound. Into the inside, knowing that people are tired of writing - how many such self-proclaimed lingering legacy, the name does not exist. Conversely, some never praise the restaurant, wine pavilion, past rhyme as the sun entered, spilled out. Quaint color, utensils rustic, white silk spinning pants, walking section. The outside is drizzling, low eaves hanging beads, the water vapor of the river, the impatience silent moist. Large pots, green tea, opened the lid, fragrance diffuse, peaceful genre.