1茶叶在杯子里跳舞,纤细若姑娘手中的绣针,柔嫩如芬芳的唇。这是一杯白茶。浓浓的茶香在红砖青瓦的房子里流动,芳香无比。雨滴悠闲地落在房檐前的青瓦上,连缀成天地间最精妙的音乐。屋外是望不尽的青碧茶园,朦朦胧胧,宛若氤氲着一团仙气。她和他坐在茶前,淡淡地微笑,喝茶,淡淡地闲聊,或者什么都不做,只是静静地望着雨中仙 1 tea dancing in the cup, delicate girl’s hands if the embroidered needle, soft as fragrant lips. This is a cup of white tea. Thick tea flow in the red brick house, very fragrant. Raindrops leisurely fall on the green tiles in front of the eave, and are sprinkled into the most exquisite music between heaven and earth. Outside the house is endless green tea, hazy, just like a group of immortality. She and he sat in front of the tea, smiling lightly, drinking tea, chatting lightly, or doing nothing, just quietly watching the rain