音乐如茶,这话不错。种茶,炒茶,品茶,每一道工序都细腻地与人贴近,既而渗透、融合、同化。有时候端杯茶,含一片尚未湿透的茶叶,甘味挥之不去,脑海中便出现一段飘渺的旋律。有时候在钢琴上摊开一件作品,亦觉茶味在口中犹然徘徊,或浓或淡。 Music is like tea. It’s a good thing. Tea, tea, tea, each process is delicately close to people, and even penetrate, blend, and assimilate. Sometimes cups of tea, containing a not yet soaked tea, sweet lingering, there will be a piece of misty melody in mind. Sometimes a piece of work is spread out on the piano, and it is also felt that the taste of tea in the mouth is embarrassing, thick or light.