去年夏天，我和一个朋友到山中避暑。骑自行车颠簸了几十里山路之后，又步行了两个小时，快到山顶时我看到了一个村子。疏疏落落，只有几户人家。房前屋后有鱼塘、茶林和果园，此外便是梯田。青山绿水，袅袅炊烟，置身其中，恍若桃源。 晚饭后，主人捧上一壶沏好的茶。我知道， Last summer, I and a friend went to the mountains to get away from it. Riding a bike bumpy dozens of miles after the mountain, and walked for two hours, approaching the top of the hill I saw a village. Sparsely scattered, only a few families. There are fishponds, tea plantations and orchards in front of the houses and terraces in addition. Green mountains, curl smoke, exposure to them, reminding us of scenes of Taoyuan. After dinner, the owner holds a pot of cooked tea. I know,