我与泉州铁观音的故事

我是一朵云，悠闲快乐地在空中飘啊飘，尽情欣赏着人间美景。

忽然，我停住了脚步——我看到了两座高耸的石塔，看到了一大片一大片低矮的红房子。耶！这应该就是传说中的“光明之城”——泉州。

我慢慢地飘了下来。哦，果真是泉州，这是开元寺。这里的建筑与金碧辉煌的宫殿不同，泥黄的瓦、砖红的墙，却不显得鲜艳，非常古朴，像是把岁月的痕迹镌刻在上面一般；像老者，默默地向四面八方的来客述说着老城沧桑的历史和曾经的辉煌。我化为一阵蒙蒙的细雨，轻轻地洒在老屋的屋檐上和石塔上，拂拭去他们身上的尘埃……

太阳出来了，我重新化为一朵云，继续往前飘。飘啊飘，眼前出现了一片新天地。望去，好热闹的一条街！街的两旁是各式各样的楼房，除了奢华的小洋房、古朴的砖瓦房，还有古大厝、木楼群。临街的小店虽挂着形式各样的彩色招牌，但门店的样式却都是一样的古香古色。街上行人来来往往络绎不绝，有黄皮肤的，还有黑皮肤的，还有白皮肤蓝眼睛的。咦，那几个小年轻是波斯的，还是锡金的，亦或是印度的……我怀疑，我现在穿越回了宋元时期的泉州古城西街。

我在古城的大街小巷上飘来飘去，听得最多的是一句闽南话：“泉州，申遗成功了！”说话的人脸上都洋溢着难以言表的激动、喜悦！街上挂得最多的横幅是红底黄字的“热烈祝贺泉州申遗成功”“泉州：宋元中国的世界海洋商贸中心”。泉州人相拥、鼓掌、欢呼，激动地挥舞着手中的五星红旗，唱起属于他们的歌：“三分天注定，七分靠打拼，爱拼才会赢……”不知为何，我的心也跟着颤动起来，我赶紧伸展我的身体，为这些忘情的人送去一片阴凉。

飘着飘着，嗅了嗅鼻子，是一股悠悠的茶香，我循着茶香飘去。这还是一座红砖老厝，院子中央是方正的天井，种着一棵桂花和一棵五色茶花。厅堂上，电视正播放着南音演唱会，一个古装打扮的女子正在深情演唱着：“三千两金，挥去尽空……”声调古朴幽雅、委婉深情，缠绕着，交织着，直挠人心……厅堂正中摆放着茶色木桌，四把竹椅。女主人坐在椅子上，右手的中指和拇指轻轻地夹着德化白瓷茶海边沿，食指轻抵着杯盖，微微一倾，金黄的茶水注入茶杯，阵阵清香随着热气上飘，整个院子被茶香弥漫着。她用双手托着茶杯，送到客人面前：“这是茶中极品，安溪铁观音……”客人轻抿一口，微闭双眼，沉醉其中，我也不禁咽了咽口水，赶紧飘出了老屋……

太阳下山了，我随着风儿飘走了，心里很是不舍，我已深深地爱上了这座朴实热情的古城和他的传奇故事。

我一定还会再飘回来的，美丽的泉州！

I am a cloud, floating leisurely and happily in the air, enjoying the beauty of the world.

Suddenly, I stopped - I saw two towering stone towers, and saw a large expanse of low red houses. Yeah! This should be the legendary "city of light" - Quanzhou.

I floated down slowly. Oh, it really is Quanzhou, this is Kaiyuan Temple. The buildings here are different from the splendid palaces. The mud-yellow tiles and brick-red walls are not bright, very simple, as if the traces of the years are engraved on them; like an old man, he silently tells the old man to the visitors from all directions. The city's vicissitudes of history and past glory. I turned into a misty drizzle, lightly sprinkled on the eaves and stone towers of the old house, and wiped the dust off them...

The sun came out, and I turned into a cloud again and continued to float forward. Fluttering, fluttering, a new world appeared in front of me. Look, what a lively street! There are all kinds of buildings on both sides of the street, in addition to luxurious small houses, quaint brick and tile houses, and ancient large houses and wooden buildings. Although the small shops facing the street have colorful signboards in various forms, the styles of the stores are all the same antique. There are people with yellow skin, black skin, and white skin and blue eyes. Hey, those young people are from Persia, or from Sikkim, or from India... I suspect that I have now traveled back to the West Street of the ancient city of Quanzhou in the Song and Yuan Dynasties.

I was floating around in the streets and alleys of the ancient city, and what I heard the most was a Hokkien dialect: "Quanzhou, the application for the World Heritage has been successful!" The faces of those who spoke were filled with indescribable excitement and joy! The most popular banners on the street are "Warm congratulations on the success of Quanzhou's application to the World Heritage List" and "Quanzhou: The World Marine Commerce and Trade Center of China in Song and Yuan Dynasties" in yellow characters on a red background. Quanzhou people embraced, applauded, cheered, excitedly waving the five-star red flag in their hands, and sang their song: "Three points are destined, seven points depend on hard work, and love will win..." I don't know why, my heart It also trembled, and I hurriedly stretched my body to send a shade of shade to these forgetful people.

Drifting and drifting, I sniffed my nose, there was a long tea fragrance, I followed the tea fragrance and drifted away. This is still an old red brick house, with a square patio in the center of the yard, planted with a osmanthus and a five-color camellia. In the hall, a Nanyin concert is being played on TV, and a woman dressed in ancient costume is singing affectionately: "Three thousand taels of gold, swipe away all the air..." The tone is simple and elegant, euphemistic and affectionate, intertwined, intertwined, directly touching people's hearts... ...a brown wooden table and four bamboo chairs are placed in the center of the hall. The hostess sits on a chair, the middle finger and thumb of her right hand gently hold the edge of the Dehua white porcelain tea sea, her index finger is lightly pressed against the lid of the cup, tilted slightly, the golden tea is poured into the cup, and bursts of fragrance float up with the heat. , the whole yard is filled with the fragrance of tea. She held the teacup with both hands and brought it to the guest: "This is the best tea, Anxi Tieguanyin..." The guest took a sip, closed his eyes slightly, and indulged in it, I couldn't help swallowing, and quickly floated out of the old man Room……

The sun went down, and I drifted away with the wind. I was very reluctant to part with it. I have fallen deeply in love with this simple and enthusiastic ancient city and its legendary stories.

I will definitely float back again, beautiful Quanzhou!