【Original】Tea tea • Think
I like tea. Tea entrance, a touch of bitterness, sliding from the tip of the tongue, falling in my heart, there is a refreshing, a hint of sweetness.
A hint of fragrance floats, and all the memories are in the scent of the tea and begin to bloom quietly. Memory is like a rope that holds you tightly. No matter how you struggle, you still cannot solve the knot of your life.
Tea sips, stepping on the memory of the footprints, through memory trails.
Think back and think back to the person who once had the heart for you, the person you loved for.
To appease, to appease the past that has been drifting outside for a long time.
People often say that long years of life and the harshness of life can make sentimental as well as numbness and dullness. Indeed, there is some pain, which gradually passes through the years and is no longer acute. As time goes on, the heart may grow old with age, and it may feel as time grows older.
A few breeze breeze, even if the thin beaded curtain, it is soft, that gentle, still in the room roundabout.
Silently waiting, waiting for the warmth of the blooming year in the tea. A bamboo house, a person, a cup of tea, a piece of music, peace of mind.
I always like to taste tea in this mood. Perhaps not for the tea rhyme, only at this time, string years old years. Those who used to make me sad and old, those who pass by with me will be as clear as yesterday.
One person bathed in the bright moon of the Tang Dynasty, and hummed the Song Yuan Yuanqu. In poetry and poetry, find old days. The heart gradually calmed down, all the bustling and lonely, all the fleeting scenery, at this time, quiet and quiet. In fact, life should be like this. A person carrying a heavy bag from birth, carrying too much content, walking on the rough life path. Tired, painful, hurt, lonely, you should look for a place to repair your soul, sit in between heaven and earth, tidy up your mood, and organize your bags. Then, set off with ease. Heart, relaxed, everything can be clear and bright.
Many people will never realize this. They like the surging days and like to perform themselves in the chaotic world. Even if exhausted, even if you are exhausted, you are still happy.
They are not clear. The heart is actually a window. Open the window and see the worldly fireworks. When you close the window, it's the sky is light and the clouds are dark. Knowing how to open and close your heart window and know how to taste life can be a proud one.
Between heaven and earth, find yourself. When the world is big, where are you looking for yourself?
Sitting above the teahouse, a cup of tea, a tea, a taste of life, reading life. Ren thoughts drifted, and his soul was silent. Looking back, you are still you, and I am still me.
Cloud smoke in 2013. 08. 13