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很多同学的家乡都有自己的特产，像瓷器、蜜柚、茶油等。而我老家的特产就是——端毛尖。

所谓端毛尖，就是从茶树上采摘下刚长出的翠绿翠绿的小尖尖，然后经过严格加工，炒制而成。有一次，我和可以不吃饭、不吃零食、但不能一日无茶的爸爸坐下来，准备泡茶。当开水冲入茶叶时，整个房间都香飘四溢。嘴馋的我正想伸手端起来喝，眼疾手快的爸爸，连忙阻止了我：“茶，第一次冲出来的，虽然香，但是却很脏。你想想，茶叶长时间晒在太阳底下，怎么说也会沾上灰尘吧？所以，第一次泡的茶，最好不要喝，就當是给茶叶和茶具洗个澡吧，我们可不想喝洗澡水呢！第二次泡的茶虽然没有第一次香，但是干净很多。”

爸爸真是一位会喝茶、又懂品茶的人，讲的话又这么有道理。只见他轻轻地端起茶壶，神态从容地匀了匀，又摇了摇，然后，徐徐地将头道茶淋在茶杯上，接着，打开茶壶盖，冲入滚烫的开水，茶叶立刻在壶中欢快地翻滚着、歌唱着、舞蹈着。爸爸倒了两杯茶，慈祥地望着我，伸出右手，冲着茶杯，非常绅士地做了个“请”的姿势。我双手轻轻地端起茶杯，打开杯盖，一股雾气扑面而来，淡淡的茶香沁人心脾。我情不自禁地闭上眼睛，长长地做了个深呼吸，然后鼓起腮帮子，对着杯子吹了口气，杯面的茶水立刻荡开了一片涟漪。我小小地抿了一口，啊，真香啊！我仿佛进入了一个茶的世界，五彩缤纷，到处都是奇形怪状的青草和树木，有许多的茶叶在跳舞，大家都很开心。我闭上眼睛，给自己插上想象的翅膀。我仿佛又进入了一片竹林，拨开竹子，便见一位长衣男子站在一座小桥上，静静地吹着笛子，悠扬的笛声在竹林中飘荡，飞入我的耳朵，穿入我的心灵。

在爸爸的影响下，我也喜欢茶。或许因为茶香，或许因为味美，也或许因为茶能在我不开心时让我宁心静气。但有一点是肯定的，因为茶是我家乡的特产，我与它总有一段解不开的情缘。

Many students’ hometowns have their own specialties, such as porcelain, honey pomelo, tea oil, etc. And my hometown’s specialty is the tip of the tip.

The so-called Duanmaojian refers to the small green tips that have just grown from tea trees, which are then processed and fried strictly. Once, my dad and I sat down and prepared to make tea, who could skip meals and snacks, but couldn’t go without tea for a day. When boiling water poured into the tea leaves, the whole room was filled with fragrance. I was just about to reach out and drink with a greedy mouth, my quick eyed dad, Quickly stopped me and said, “Tea, the first time it was brewed, although fragrant, it was very dirty. Think about it, tea leaves that have been exposed to the sun for a long time can also get dusty. So, the first time you brew tea, it’s best not to drink it, just take a bath for the tea leaves and tea utensils. We don’t want to drink bath water! The second time you brew tea, although not as fragrant as the first time, is much cleaner

Dad is really a person who knows how to drink and taste tea, and what he said is so reasonable. He gently picked up the teapot, calmly homogenized it, shook it again, and slowly poured the first tea onto the cup. Then, he opened the lid of the teapot and poured in boiling water. The tea leaves immediately rolled, sang, and danced happily in the pot. Dad poured two cups of tea, looked at me kindly, extended his right hand, and made a very gentlemanly ‘please’ gesture towards the cup. I gently lifted the tea cup with both hands, opened the lid, and a mist swept over my face, refreshing the faint aroma of tea. I couldn’t help but close my eyes, take a long deep breath, then puff up my cheeks and blow into the cup. The tea on the surface of the cup immediately rippled. I took a small sip, ah, it’s so fragrant! I seem to have entered a world of tea, colorful, filled with strangely shaped grass and trees, with many tea leaves dancing, and everyone is very happy. I closed my eyes and gave myself wings of imagination. I felt as if I had entered a bamboo forest again. Pulling aside the bamboo, I saw a man in long clothes standing on a small bridge, quietly playing his flute. The melodious sound of the flute fluttered in the bamboo forest, flying into my ears and penetrating into my soul.

Under the influence of my father, I also like tea. Perhaps because of the aroma of tea, perhaps because of its delicious taste, or perhaps because tea can calm my mind when I am unhappy. But one thing is certain, because tea is a specialty of my hometown, and I always have an inseparable relationship with it.