Drinking a pot of tea together

Every night, there was always a lively sound of laughter and fighting in our home. That time of the day was my happiest time.

In the evening, we would sit together as a family in the living room, and my dad liked to brew a pot of Pu-erh, a clear green steaming tea, and pour it into everyone's cup. With melons and nuts in hand, we sat on each person's couch and chatted while watching TV. From time to time, we talk about trivial family matters.

On this night, our family had a conflict over some trivial matters. Although still sitting together in the living room, but not talking or doing anything, just sitting. The atmosphere became cold and awkward.

I sat and sat, the family cat for some reason, darted out from the balcony, pushed me violently, and then fled quickly, and even fell in the middle. I was pushed by the innocent, a bewildered look at the fleeing cat. "Pfft!" Suddenly my brother could not help but laugh, others were also infected with laughter "hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" My sister covered her stomach with laughter, and I also laughed as an afterthought. The serious father also had a smile in his eyes. It was like a stone was thrown on the calm water, rippling. The atmosphere began to lighten up. I tried to liven up the atmosphere by turning on the TV and playing a movie. Dad brewed tea again, and the aroma of the tea was overwhelming.

"Eh ah, you do not put this, I find a little more exciting." My sister also suddenly stood up and said with great enthusiasm. My mother and I sat on one side of the melon seeds. I am knocking happy, suddenly a pillow to my face, sister a disgusted look at the mountain of melon shells: "Careful you again on fire ah, herbal tea less you."

I was smashed to anger, a smash back: "You are not also knocking it, good point." Sister smashed back again, and the two of us quickly twisted together, we were laughing. The younger brother looked lively, also joined the melee, and finally, surprisingly mom was also involved. The family fell on the floor and fought, a change from the original cold. The sound of laughter echoed in the living room.

Finally, the family sat back down again, gasping for breath and still laughing. Sipping tea, we concentrated on the movie. The intense plot drew me to spit out, "Surely the male lead can't die no matter what." My sister agreed and agreed: "Yes, the internal organs are broken and still not dead." Dad said with a matter-of-fact face: "This is the set-up of the movie, you have seen so much still not summed up." We looked at Dad together: we already knew!

Tea was brewed pot after pot, and the fruit shells were piled higher and higher. Who would have thought that such a harmonious and happy family, just now, were still cold-faced with each other, as if the matter of eliminating anger was just too easy for our family? Because of the large number of people, we were very lively and happy every day.

Every evening, our family will always get together, make a pot of tea, and the gods of a chat. This kind of time, although ordinary, but always warm.

My Corner

Jinmen Zhang's family has a male son, named Lei word Yunlei, playing child-like singing, ten years old to join the teacher Guo, and for the rest of his life began to chase the light.

I once saw a man with peach blossom eyes containing the vast Han star, curved eyes a smile within the eyes of blue waves swirling paint ripples, turn up the fan charming a smile touched the heart, the male in a benefit tea within the ferry, all for no reason to lead me on the ferry, that young and light to, for the will six years to break, fell a wound also never failed to fold.

More than twenty years of age, three times to walk, the pain did not break half do bone.

Immortal calamity has been met, and should also ascend to immortality. Fortunately, a good man by the side of the company, the honorable teacher to comfort, the girl looks forward to, rather than endure the pain of steel plate through the skin and bones, rather than let his girl be disappointed and return. There is nothing better than a gentleman with a flower pin in his ear, a slender finger shaking the fan, singing the classics, enchanting, enchanting fan, a hundred postures, a smile back a hundred charm

What is heartwarming" "coats, folding fans, peach blossom eyes" "can be specific" "the imperial son, the three strings, octagonal drums" "can be more specific "green sea, open voice, Yan Qunfang" still do not understand" "Zhang Yunlei, the son of the Zhang family"

The gongzi's eyes are very soulful, loaded with the beauty of the earth, the earth may not be worth it, but the gongzi is worth it, the song is worth it, and the loved one is just the one who loves stubbornness on stage, suffering unwillingly to confide in people, pay the effort but in turn, the villainous sarcastic abuse nor tell his girls. For the beloved profession to remove the earrings, the effect of the arrogance, less smile, I thought it would be good, but the villains never reduce or hurt the girl's heart. The executive face flowers to give the gongzi, worry about the gongzi do not like, green sea clamor shouting, fear of the gongzi suspicious of trouble, later after not to know, the gongzi's chest has long tolerated our temperament.

The warm breeze caresses the willow, the clear stream sweeps the net brocade scales, the withered leaves fall into the withered well riverside stand a male, convergence eyes do not speak, appearance amazing heart. A person standing alone in the middle of the clear water river, clothes reflecting the gentleness of the eyes, the mountains and water is not as good as the gentleman hooked lips a smile.

I only hope that the rest of your life, a smooth river, the future of flowers, and Jiu Lang look at the long flow of water, look at the fireworks sparkling, and look at the years.