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Chaos opened my eyes, and the light from the curtain seam made me smile slightly. After working for many days, it’s hard to sleep till the dawn. I opened the quilt, slowly turned over and got out of bed, put on soft and warm cotton slippers, and walked towards the living room with my support rubbing. When I just entered the hall, I suddenly felt the fragrance of the tea refreshing. A large amount of sunlight poured into the room through the window, and tiny dust floated lazily under the dry and warm sunshine; Several light green teas were dressed in crystal glass, on the thick heaps of tea deposited at the bottom of the Cup, the stubborn green stalks were erected in twos and threes, and the mist from the mouth of the cup was nowhere to touch the light fragrance of the whole living room. On the sofa beside the tea table, Dad was leafing through the newspaper. He is also a rare person at leisure. I stood at the door of the living room, staring at this leisurely and comfortable scene blankly, and could not help sighing gently: what a Chinese painting, what a Chinese feeling. Nowadays, our country is like a flying dragon, rushing to the other side of the dream tirelessly; People in the country work day and night to earn money in order to have a generous material life. My father is such a busy man. He shuttled back and forth in the communication field, walking flexibly between the upper and lower classes. When he returned home, he simply lay on the bed, letting his tired body and mind empty for a while. As a daughter, I see it in my eyes and feel painful in my heart. It is a rare holiday and a rare piece of Purity. I immersed myself in this Jingning picture scroll in front of me and smiled slightly, but I would like to thank that cup of quiet tea. Tea, inherited from ancient China till now, is an indispensable confidant and good friend in people’s life. It comforts the injured soul with slight sweetness, and soothes the manic temperament with lasting elegance. A cup of tea expresses the ancient Chinese culture, and it is also noisy and prosperous, quiet and harmonious. The memory of childhood is like the silhouette in my mind, which is in a disunity and only contains static images. Among these various pictures, there is a picture of tea. It seemed to be a play in childhood, touching a bag of tea on the windowsill. The green reflective bag, the vigorous writing brush tea character, a chrysanthemum on the packaging bag, and the silk tea scattered on the ground. Since I could remember, my parents loved drinking tea. With the prosperity of their families, my parents gradually brought tea with water, and the tea they drank became more and more valuable. My mother once told me that when I was still a baby, my parents never drank tea because they had no spare money and luxury on drinks. I hugged my mother dearly, frowned tightly and couldn’t say a word. However, my mother held me aside as if she didn’t care. She picked up a cup of tea and took a sip of tea and said, “isn’t your father and I drinking tea every day now? Conditions getting better. Yes, with the good family background, the variety and quality of tea have been improved day by day. When I grew up, those memories about tea were carried in a superficial show. The better the days passed, the higher the status of father in the company. From time to time, some people will send precious tea. The most impressive one is Peony hydrangea, which is the favorite tea of parents at that time. On festivals and festivals, relatives and friends gathered together to talk about tea products. Parents would also say a few words with high eyebrows, talking about some tea as if they were showing off. And the more affluent relatives, knowing their parents’ preferences, will also give us good tea from home. In my memory, that period was beautiful and joyful, and it seemed that there were pure happy smiles in the air. With the growth of age, there are more and more trivial matters in the heart, and the pressure and responsibility to bear are also coming day by day. I lost my preference and attention to tea, only blindly perfunctory all kinds of reality. There are more and more famous teas at home. Even if parents bring tea with water every day, there will always be a whole box of tea left in the next year and mixed in a batch of fresh tea. On that day, my father brought a box of different tea. The slightly flat tea box made people doubt the quality of the tea, because those delicate tea boxes were always thick and elegant, and they were opened, there are two barrels of fine tea quietly placed on the shiny yellow silk inside. See forget vulgar. However, this box is flat and small, which makes people doubt its content. We opened the box doubtfully and took out another wrapped hard object which was square and not very regular. On top of the package is the quaint faint yellow color, and the painting and landscape are printed dimly on it. The packaging is not sealed with tape like other food nowadays, but the surplus paper is folded at the back casually. Turn over the items and gently open the folded edge paper. There was another layer of black object wrapped by translucent tissue inside. At this time, we were all surprised when we unpacked it wholeheartedly, and we could see that it seemed to be a tea cake pressed together. After opening the tissue paper, a round tea cake with light shining slightly and pressed very neatly came into view. On the front of the tea cake, an eagle spreading its wings is carved concave-convex. My mother and I looked at each other and asked each other what kind of tea it was. Dad said aside: This is authentic Pu’er tea, which is very valuable. The longer it is stored, the more valuable it will be. Put it away quickly. We suddenly realized that we packed it well and stored it precious. From then on, the family will receive all kinds of Pu’er tea packaged in a variety of products intermittently, with rare tea being the most expensive. This kind of superior tea will be gradually forgotten. But I was reluctant to drink it, just storing it as something that could maintain and increase the value. Whether it is poor or rich, it is better to drink too much tea, or to drink less tea. Drinking tea has become the life interest of parents and many common people. No matter you are a successful person who knows everything everyday, or a common people who are idle or not, even if you are a domineering unemployed vagrant, even if your heart is floating, it is intended to be chaotic, the moment of light tea entrance, it will also become calm and happy, plain and detached. The charm of tea, the purity of tea, the fragrance of tea and the lightness of tea seem to come from the ancient Chinese culture, and also seem to shoulder the important task of detachment of Buddhism, which spreads in the world and comforts the restless people. [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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