Tea represents tranquility. Those who love tea must be those who love peace and quiet.

Tea is a creature of nature, carrying with it the natural fragrance. After being processed by human hands, it comes to us.

Having spent a long time with tea, I have come to enjoy talking to it.

Tea always seems so sentient, strong when one is melancholic, clear and delicate when one is joyful, and tasteless when life is mundane, changing with one's moods, just like the heart.

One's mood can change hundreds of times a day, from the joys and sorrows of work to the pleasures and pains of daily life, all mixed together to make up life itself.

Every night, my mind can calm down, filtering out the restlessness, just like this Cup of clear tea finds its home.

Tea needs to be slowly prepared, with the process of boiling water and washing cups. The moment water is poured over the tea, it begins its journey through life.

The tea leaves, one by one, slowly spread out in the cup, blooming like flowers and filling it with a clear green world.

The leaves vary in size and shape, some curled, others stretched, each playing a different role, but they are all part of the same world – a pure and peaceful world, detached from worldly strife.

The fragrance from the branch is preserved as time, condensed within the tea box.

The subtle aroma of tea is the scent of time, a Sweetness that follows hardship.

Tea forever retains its simple essence, no matter how much it changes, never losing its original form on the branch, enveloped in a light green veil, emitting a faint and delicate fragrance.

To drink tea is to drink in the state of mind and the sentiment of nature.

Tea is tranquil and detached from the world, finding joy in a simple life.

To drink tea is to savor the ambience; if one only focuses on the process, the pleasure of Drinking Tea is lost.

Tea is spontaneous and simple. It is a joy in life and a source of enlightenment about many truths of life. After the daily hustle and bustle, tea keeps me company in tranquility.

I remember a friend once said that walking down the street, you see nothing but the restless movement of people. Indeed, when one's mood is not good, what one sees is a world full of noise and commotion.

Just like freshly brewed tea leaves, swirling chaotically, rising and falling, the whole world becomes noisy.

Eventually, tea returns to stillness, and so do people, each returning to a state of calm, repeating the cycle of life.

Tea in hand is a landscape, tea in mouth is life, and that faint lingering aroma remains, preserving its clear fragrance forever.

The road of life is long, and every scenery along the way deserves appreciation, whether it brings sorrow or joy.

Transform the scenery into life, savoring it slowly, just like the lingering fragrance of tea, forever.