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阳台上有一张木制茶台,茶台上的那套茶具,是青花瓷。只见茶壶那洁白的身子,小巧的手柄,还有一个上翘的壶嘴,蓝色缀于上,仿佛流动般。双手抚上,瓷器之上还带着余温和淡淡的清香。这个地方是爸爸的最爱,而爸爸就如同那套茶具朴素而又正直。
晚风拂过,夜已深了。我却因为白天考试的不理想而在床上辗转反侧,夜不能眠。蹑手蹑脚走出房间,只见阳台上的灯亮着,爸爸正在那里喝茶。只见他左手打开茶壶盖,右手提起刚烧开的水,手腕轻轻一翻,水柱流入壶中,待水七成满,将盖子盖上,静置一段时间。很快香气便散开,那是爸爸最爱的普洱,微带一丝苦涩,沉稳的如同一个经历了人生许多坎坷的中年人,总给人不毛不燥的感觉。细看,茶是那种土黄偏褐的颜色,像大地一样,稳重。
“睡不着?”爸爸言语里充满着关心,丝毫没有责怪我的意思。我静静地坐在茶台旁,呆呆地看着那壶茶。爸爸说:“喝点茶吧。”他端起一小盅茶给我,我轻呡了一小口,苦涩的茶在舌尖蔓延,随后一股清香漾起。爸爸看着我问到:是不是有些苦?我点点头,说到,苦后还有一股清香。爸爸说:“只有品尝了苦味,那股清香才弥足珍贵。”我听了若有所思。
爸爸说:“你还是不要喝这个茶了,不然一会儿睡不着。”说着,他从小抽屉里拿出茶叶,将普洱残渣倒掉,洗净杯子,将茶叶放进壶里。
他想了一下,说:“我教你泡茶吧。”说罢,将水壶交给我,我甚是小心,模仿爸爸刚才的动作,将水倒入壶中,爸爸点点头,缓缓说:“这是醒茶。看虽有几片茶叶浮在上面,但只要吸足了水,终究会沉入水底。就如同一个前进中的人,即使有一些不理想的成绩,但努力后依然会成功。”讲完的,爸爸让我将盖子盖上,托起壶身,微微倾斜,裹挟着草的清香,橙色的茶水从壶嘴处倾泻而下。这时爸爸指导着我用这茶水去淋每一个杯子。“这是温杯。当你有能力去帮助别人时,你就应该主动伸出援手,就好像这茶水,用自己的余温,温暖了一个个冰冷的杯子,使他们都活了。”
爸爸接过茶壶,又泡了一杯,拿起小盅递给我一杯,小盅被茶水温暖着,茶香袅袅。轻呡一口,仿佛有一阵风,带我来到了草原之上,大概是刚下了一场雨,空气盅带着特有的泥土的清香。成群的羊儿,仿佛在与白云嬉戏。美的惊心动魄。爸爸说:“人生,只有在一次次的历练中,才会变得光彩照人,芳香四溢。”
我幡然醒悟。抬头,月儿已升至中天,半遮半掩,若影若现。一阵困意袭来,爸爸轻轻拍拍我,让我去睡觉。
两个人,两杯茶。不正如爸爸所说——人生如茶,茶如人生。
There is a wooden tea table on the balcony, and the tea set on the tea table is blue and white porcelain. I saw the teapot that white body, small handle, and an upturned spout, blue fix on the top, as if flowing. With both hands caressed, the porcelain is still warm and faint fragrance. This place was Dad’s favorite, and Dad was as simple and honest as that tea set.
The night wind blows, the night has been deep. But I was tossing and turning in bed because of the unsatisfactory exam during the day and could not sleep at night. Tiptoe out of the room, I saw the light on the balcony, Dad was drinking tea there. He opened the lid of the teapot with his left hand, lifted the just-boiled water with his right hand, turned his wrist gently, and the water column flowed into the teapot. When the water was 70% full, he put on the lid and let it stand for some time. Soon the aroma will spread, it is my father’s favorite Pu ‘er, with a trace of bitterness, calm like a middle-aged person who has experienced many ups and downs in life, always give people a feeling of not dry. Look closely, tea is the kind of brown color, like the earth, steady.
“Can’t sleep?” Dad’s words were full of concern, and he didn’t blame me at all. I sat quietly at the tea table, staring at the pot of tea. Dad said, “Have some tea.” He brings a small cup of tea to me, and I sip it gently. The bitter tea spreads on the tip of the tongue, followed by a faint fragrance. Dad looked at me and asked, “Isn’t it bitter?” I nodded, said, bitter after a fragrance. Dad said: “Only taste bitter, that fragrance is precious.” I listened thoughtfully.
Dad said, “You’d better not drink this tea, or you won’t be able to sleep later.” With that, he took tea from a small drawer, poured out the Pu-erh residue, washed the cup, and put the tea into the pot.
He thought for a moment and said, “I’ll teach you to make tea.” After that, he handed the kettle to me, I was very careful, imitating the action of my father just now, pouring water into the pot, my father nodded and slowly said: “This is wake tea.” Look, although there are a few pieces of tea floating on the top, but as long as the water is sucked, it will eventually sink to the bottom. Just like a person who is moving forward, even if he has some unsatisfactory results, he will still succeed after working hard.” After speaking, my father asked me to put the lid on and hold the pot up, slightly tilted, with the fragrance of grass, orange tea pouring down from the spout. At this time, my father guided me to use this tea water to pour each cup. “This is a warm cup. When you have the ability to help others, you should take the initiative to offer a helping hand, just like this tea, with their own warmth, warm a cold cup, so that they are alive.”
Dad took the teapot, and made a cup, picked up the small cup and handed me a cup, the small cup was warm with tea, tea fragrance curl up. Gentle mouth, as if there is a gust of wind, took me to the grassland, probably just under a rain, the air with a unique earthen fragrance. Flocks of sheep, as if playing with white clouds. The beauty is breathtaking. Dad said: “Life, only in the experience again and again, will become bright and fragrant.”
I got a rude awakening. Look up, the moon has risen to the sky, half mask, if shadow if present. A feeling of sleepiness hit, dad gently patted me, let me go to sleep.
Two people, two cups of tea. Not like Dad said – life is tea, tea is life.
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