一盏白瓷茶碗置于身前,茶壶微倾,清澄的茶水缓缓升起氤氲,点点水花溅上碗壁,随即便被吞没。“呼!”一口气息落于碗中,薄雾随之飘散,一丝清香从虚空中弥漫。不知何时才能如此安闲,无事无思,无牵无挂,好像整个世界都与我无关,所有的只是自己与一碗淡茶。茶碗入手,温热从指间传到身体,茶汤入 A white porcelain bowl placed in front of the teapot slightly tingling, clear tea slowly raised 氤 氲, little water splash on the wall, then swallowed. “Call!” Breathing in a bowl of breath, the mist will drift, a trace of fragrance filled the void. I do not know when it can be so leisurely, nothing without thinking, without preoccupations, as if the whole world has nothing to do with me, all just a bowl of light tea with themselves. Start with a teacup, warm to the body from the fingers, into the tea