New year's speech

The New Year bell has rung, embracing the first ray of sunshine in the New Year. The little thoughts that have been swept away have vanished, the sun rises as scheduled, the stars shine at night, and the planet is full of weather. Everything, life continues day after day. Outside the window, it was already cold and snowy, and a person picked up the teacup and took a sip, which made his cheeks bitter and sweet, and his heart and spleen were cool. "I will walk till the water checks my path and then sit and watch the rising clouds", as if waiting for the instant transformation of the soul, slowly released their own essence bit by bit in the slow extension, and calmly moved towards detachment. Then, thoughts like the misty tea mist, like shallow singing, like whispering, curled into the depths of the soul. Life is like tea, the shade is from oneself, and the sweetness is self-knowledge. In a flash, I feel that the tea brewed in this cup is like a simple life, from the initial faint fragrance to the bitter and sweet, and then to the peace and lightness, like a straight water, flowing naturally.