Echo once said: Drinking Tea, the first Infusion is as bitter as life, the second as sweet as love, and the third as light as a breeze.
Chinese people like to compare love to tea—the natural floral fragrance in tea symbolizes the sweetness of love; the bright, clean tea broth represents its purity; and the taste of tea resonates with the enduring nature of love.
The coming together of two hearts is like the fusion of tea and water—a brave and sincere union. A long-standing, accumulated emotion is much like a tea broth that invites contemplation.
When compared to love, tea takes on an added layer of lingering romance. From meeting, getting to know each other, to staying together, we experience winds and rains. The twists and turns of time turn seasons into memories of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
And some stories are about turning around after many twists and turns, only to find what you were looking for all along.
There are countless teas in the world, each with its own charm, and love shares many similarities with tea. Believe that one will Drink many types of tea and encounter many kinds of love in their lifetime.
Some are like Jin Jun Mei, some like Da Hong Pao, and some like Pu'er. Regardless, everyone has their own tea, just as they have their own kind of love.
We gradually learn to love and understand it, much like how we come to appreciate tea. We start trying different types of tea to find the one most suitable for our palate, whether it's Black Tea or Pu'er. The best is always the one that suits us best.
Love is no different. After the trials of life, our love slowly settles, becoming a crystallization of romance and kinship, more genuine, warmer, and richer with time.
Everyone is like a cup of water, always waiting for the right tea to come along. Tea comes alive when it meets water, and water gains vitality when it meets tea. Without the other, neither can be whole.
Love is like a cup of tea shared with someone special, hoping to find that one person to grow old with, cherishing every moment together. Hiding a piece of time, growing old together.
Holding hands through the unpredictable, fleeting, and fragile times, we realize that the best kind of love is companionship.
Spending a lifetime to do the simple act of filling a cup of tea.
Then using the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to tell the story of a lifetime.
Flowers bloom and fade, but feelings remain unchanged; a cup of tea lasts a lifetime…