Whoever promises will have a long life, and who will burn incense and make tea; whoever promises will be close at hand, and the tea will be cool in the blink of an eye.
During the Jin Dynasty, there was an Huizhou tea garden, surrounded by the soft light and mist of the Qinhuai River ten miles away.
How many people have stopped here?
Looking forward to seeing people go by, looking forward to watching the geese go and come back again.
When the tea fragrance dissipates, the remaining fragrance turns into green smoke.
A crescent moon rises in my heart, a few strands of lovesickness linger in my heart,
Only the lingering white pistil remains, which has become a fleeting time.
Who made the promise to enjoy the swaying breeze in the evening together for half a lifetime, and to spend a lifetime together with snowy white heads.
Who rolled up the lighted bamboo curtains and looked at the floating moon and the setting of the Chinese years?
Who is it that leans on the building, looks at the bright moon, and sings a love song a cappella?
Who is it that broke a broken lotus? In front of the hall and behind the house, there is a gentle breeze blowing the flowers.
Who is waiting for the tea leaves to bloom all over the streets, with tears in their eyes, and memories of broken begonias lingering in their dreams?
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Gu Pansheng clearly understood that his life's mission was to guard the poignant and wonderful stories.
Carve them into every corner of the tea garden
Along with the fragrance of tea, it has been passed down from generation to generation.
Traveling through thousands of rivers and mountains,
I could cry with him in the end,
Who is staying with him?
In their previous life, they danced with the luan for nine days, and the phoenix came out to perform the ceremony.
In this life, their love is stronger than gold
Or maybe,
When the green lotus soaks the cloud shirt and the red beans turn into blood and tears,
Then he just said that he was laughing and talking about the common people after tea and dinner.