A pot of Tea is also a way of life. What you savor is not just the tea, but your own life as well.

Within tea lies the full spectrum of human experience; outside it, the myriad forms of the world. To share a bond with tea, much like with a true friend, requires a heart unperturbed by praise or blame.

Each type of tea is distinct; even within the same category, teas from different origins can vary in flavor.

Selecting a tea that suits you is akin to seeking out life's passions. Only when something catches your eye and resonates with your heart can it truly ignite joy in your life.

The ancients approached tea tasting as if diagnosing an ailment, employing the methods of observation, smell, inquiry, and pulse-taking. But for tea, there are three steps: observe, smell, and taste.

Observe the varied hues of tea, whether red, black, green, or white, presenting a palette much like a Landscape painting, captivating and enchanting.

Observing the tea can be like seeing its taste, allowing one to understand how to appreciate it, discerning whether it is rich or delicate. Tea requires a slow, deliberate tasting to reveal its true essence.

Tea is so simple and unadorned, visible, touchable, and drinkable by all.

The ancients said, “Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea,” and “Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and tea.” Tea can find its place in both humble homes and refined settings, enjoyed by everyone from royalty to commoners, appreciated by both the sophisticated and the simple.

As Bai Juyi wrote, “The great recluse dwells in the marketplace; the lesser one retreats to the hills. The hills are too lonely, the marketplace too noisy.” Our current situation often mirrors this sentiment, with prosperity just one step forward and solitude one step back.

No matter how busy we are, brewing a pot of tea and watching the aroma swirl can gradually enrich the soul. The source of the tea's fragrance does not lie in the hands, but in the heart.

To blindly follow the crowd, imitating others' happiness, is to adopt someone else's joy, which may not suit you.

Sometimes, life is like a pot of tea, bittersweet and fragrant amidst the astringency. That bitter taste spreads from the tip of the tongue, followed by a natural Sweetness that wells up in the heart.

Having tasted the bitterness of life, one can then grasp the essence of Zen. Just as the warmest and most beautiful sunlight always follows storms, and the dawn of hope comes after the longest darkness.

A pot of tea slows down time and calms the mind. A pot of tea water preserves the leisurely moments cherished by people over the years.