Leave spring in a cup of tea.

# Spring Tea Party # Grain Rain is the last solar term in spring, and God is also very suitable. It has been raining in Mao Mao for two days.

Looking at the dark sky, my heart is also vaguely sad. I don't know whether it is nostalgia for spring or confusion about the road ahead.

Soak a cup of sweet and soft black tea to moisten your mood.

Black tea made in Qingming Festival, when picking tea in the heyday of spring, open the tea bag and smell it, and the fragrance is a bit green.

In April, the beauty of the world is gone, the pink fades, the green occupies the world, and the little green cherry with red stem shows its branches.

The cooing of boiling water came, and the bubbles rose and rolled. I am used to making tea with boiling water, and I like to use glass tea sets. You can see the tea swaying and stretching in the water and blooming again, just like in spring.

Accompanied by plumes of smoke, I smelled the fragrance. In a trance, I realized that every piece of tea contains a spring water.

The color of water slowly turns yellow and becomes transparent. When you took a sip, a faint fragrance quickly occupied your mouth, accompanied by a slight bitterness, but turned into a sweet aftertaste. Just like lying on the grass in the suburbs, surrounded by cherry blossoms, the gentle spring breeze brushed my cheek.