手捧一杯茶,总会想到你 Holding a cup of tea in my hand, I always think of you

手捧一杯茶,总会想到你

有时候会觉得,喝茶不但是一种味道,更多的应该是一种心情。一隅的宁静,端起、放下,懂得茶便懂得了人生诸多令人心碎的道理。但是,万物终归要回归宁静,心静了,便知道了泰然面对。繁华终归是过眼云烟,一杯茶最初再香,也会沏至无味。

静静接受,默默相守。朴素的、自然的、平实的也许才是与我们相守最长久的。茶的空间,宽阔也好,狭小也罢,都不是问题。

喝茶,简简单单,心态好了,茶香就更浓了。喝茶越久,对喝茶的理解、对生活的感悟,茶真的有好坏吗?还是只不过有一些茶是粗放式用大茶壶烧煮的,有一些茶是小情调式用小炉冲泡的,也有一些茶是富贵式用珍藏茶具冲泡的……不管面对什么样环境?爱茶就会品尝不同场景的茶,感受茶世界不同的姿态。

 

细思量,茶,其实很多时候并没有好坏贵贱之分。喝着喝着也渐渐明白,真正的好茶并不是在我们的家里,而是在我们的心里,在我们的感觉里,与钟情的知己一起品着茶,聊着生活的点滴,这种真实的好,才是从容地享受着喝茶的静美。

此时温一壶清茶,思绪随着淡淡茶香发散,真是清茶一壶也醉人。“人生如三道茶:第一道,苦若生命;第二道,甜似爱情;第三道,淡若微风。”静坐时光、聆听岁月,假日虽去,但有静心,哪怕半晌之闲,体味匆忙的生活中一份难得的舒适。

手捧一杯茶,总会想到你,和对的人一起喝,清水煮茶,看壶中的茶叶翻滚,茶汤慢慢地变浓,杯盏在茶水浸润下,慢慢变温热,喝着喝着,又慢慢变淡,平淡而知味。这种润滑而温和的气息,让人觉得妥帖、舒畅,最是教人迷恋,即使不说话,就这样静静地喝,也足矣。

世间事总有变化,不怕。粗茶也好,淡饭也罢,给自己一个静和的茶空间,平静今生岁月,茶香相伴。煮一壶净水,泡一盏清茶,看茶叶落入杯底,汤色由无转有,又由浓转淡,素淡的心在这一刻得到清默,在生活的点滴之间,感受时光带来的体验。褪一身浮华,唯一身素衣,霓虹绚烂虽美,却不及闲来剪过烛花。求不得,不可说。看青苔布满石阶,树影摇曳小窗,携一缕暖阳,踱步古道上,清风盈满袖口,碎金撒满心窗。何谈世事牵挂,只需手中茶一盏,喝茶,是一场修行,东篱下,品好茶。

毕竟有些声音。

只有有缘的你自会听得到。

与你无缘的人,

与他说话再多也是废话,

与你有缘的人,

你的存在就能惊醒他所有的感觉,

因,只是一个相遇,

缘,可是一生相守。

Holding a cup of tea in my hand, I always think of you
Sometimes I feel that drinking tea is not only a taste, but also a mood. A corner of tranquility, picking up, letting go, and knowing tea will understand many heartbreaking truths in life. However, everything is going to return to tranquility after all, and when the heart is calm, you know to face it calmly. Prosperity is after all passing by, and a cup of tea is fragrant at first, but it will tasteless.
Accept quietly and stand by silently. Simple, natural, and plain may be the one that stays with us the longest. Whether the tea space is wide or small, it is not a problem.
Drinking tea is simple, and the mentality is better, and the fragrance of tea will be stronger. The longer you drink tea, your understanding of drinking tea and your perception of life, is tea really good or bad? It’s just that some teas are brewed extensively in large teapots, some teas are brewed in a small furnace, and some teas are brewed in rich styles with treasured tea sets... No matter what environment you face ? If you love tea, you will taste tea in different scenes and feel the different postures of the tea world.

Think carefully, tea, in fact, there is no distinction between good and bad in many cases. After drinking and drinking, I gradually understand that the real good tea is not in our homes, but in our hearts, in our feelings, drinking tea with a confidant, and chatting about life. This truth Good, is to calmly enjoy the quiet beauty of drinking tea.
At this time, a pot of tea is warmed, and your thoughts diffuse with the faint fragrance of tea. It is really intoxicating that a pot of tea is also intoxicating. "Life is like three teas: the first is bitter as life; the second is sweet as love; the third is as light as a breeze." Sitting in time and listening to the years, although the holidays are gone, there is meditation, even if it is a long leisure. , And appreciate a rare comfort in a rushed life.
Holding a cup of tea in my hand, I always think of you, drink with the right person, make tea with clear water, watch the tea in the pot roll, the tea soup slowly thickens, and the cup becomes warm slowly under the infiltration of the tea water. Drinking, it gradually fades, plain and tasteful. This smooth and gentle breath makes people feel appropriate and comfortable. The most infatuation is that, even if you don't talk, just drink quietly like this is enough.
There are always changes in the world, so don't be afraid. Whether it’s thick tea or light meals, give yourself a peaceful tea space, calm the years of this life, and accompany the fragrance of tea. Boil a pot of clean water, make a cup of clear tea, watch the tea fall into the bottom of the cup, the color of the soup changes from nothing, and then from thick to light, the plain heart is quiet at this moment, in the moment of life, feel the time zone Come experience. Faded flashy, the only body in plain clothes, the neon is beautiful, but it is too late to cut candles. Can't ask, don't say. Look at the stone steps covered with moss, the shadow of the tree swaying the small window, carrying a ray of warm sun, walking on the ancient road, the breeze fills the cuffs, and the broken gold is scattered all over the window of the heart. He talks about world affairs, he only needs a cup of tea in his hand. Drinking tea is a spiritual practice. Under the east fence, savor good tea.
There are some voices after all.
Only if you are destined, you will hear it.
People who have nothing to do with you,
Talking to him too much is nonsense,
People who are destined to you,
Your presence can awaken all his feelings,
Because it's just an encounter,
Fate, but stay together for a lifetime.

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