品茶之悠然,阅书之精妙。周末,我和家人一起去一个休闲山庄。点了茶水,我们坐在落地窗边的沙发上,悠然地喝茶、看书。白白的水汽在茶壶上飘浮,透过玻璃杯壁就能看见茶叶缓缓舒展开的模样。我一边品茶,一边捧着书津津有味地品阅,书的美妙滋味自在不言中。书就是乐之道,而品茶又是一桩极清闲雅致的事。山间不时传来啾啾鸟鸣,悦人的声音传入耳朵,白纸上一个个黑字也一一跃入眼 Tea leisurely, read the book’s subtlety. Over the weekend, I went to a leisure villa with my family. Pointing to tea, we sat on the sofa beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying tea and reading. The white water vapor floats on the teapot. Through the glass wall, you can see how the tea leaves spread slowly. While I was tasting tea, I read it relishfully while holding a book. The wonderful taste of the book was self-evident. The book is the path to music, and tea is a very elegant and elegant thing. From time to time, birds heard from the mountains. Delightful voices came into their ears. Black and white characters on white paper jumped into the eyes one by one.