记得小时候,每年的清明节,除了踏青和拜祭祖先外,还有一个余兴节目。在祭拜路过的山间,长着几株野茶,每回父亲总是带着我去采茶。嫩色的茶叶嫩芽用俩指尖一掐,娇嫩欲滴,凑近了闻才得淡淡的香。经过父亲巧手炒制,当天午后,总在弥漫的浓郁茶香中醒来。看父亲用紫砂壶沏好这纯正、手工的野茶,眯着眼睛享受这样茶香弥漫午后,总听他说:好喝好喝,有兰花香。为什么茶叶里会有兰花香呢?记得父亲很神秘地说,野生的 I remember when I was a child, the annual Ching Ming Festival, in addition to outing and worshiping ancestors, there is a cabaret. Passing in the mountains worship, with several strains of wild tea, every time my father always took me to pick tea. Tender green tea shoots with two tips of a fingertip, delicate to drip, get close to the smell had a touch of incense. After his father skilled hand fry, the afternoon, always full of thick fragrance in the wake up. Look at his father made this pure, handmade wild tea with a teapot, squinting and enjoying it in the afternoon, always listen to him: good drink, orchid. Why there will be tea orchid fragrance? Remember my father is very mysterious, wild