In the early autumn afternoon, I sat quietly in a corner. Big white clouds, wandering in the blue sky. The slightly whisked foliage, in the mild sunlight, looks particularly calm and serene.
Time is quietly flowing away. Perhaps, no matter how beautiful the melody is, it can't play the thoughts and sorrows of the next year. Those quiet pasts have long been draped in beautiful rainbows, hidden to the side of the years. And we still have to hold the hand of the years, walk through the snow and rain, walk through the wind and frost, and walk through a lifetime.
This afternoon time is pregnant with the light of thought. I stranded my heart in the bottom of my heart, omitting the glitz, and the calmness of the precipitation was more simple and pure. At this time, the afternoon sun also gradually climbed up the window ledge. The dappled projection warmed every corner, every speck of dust.
I love the calm and peace, and I prefer the afternoon. In the afternoon, although there is no dawn sun and vitality, nor the atmosphere and majesty of the sunset, it has a warm jade brilliance, not noisy, not ostentatious, with a calm posture, bid farewell to the dawn and usher in dusk.
In the hustle and bustle of the city, I am always willing to banish my mind until the afternoon. In that quiet time, my hand caressed the warm paper, so that the positive energy of the text rose in the heart; or a cordial conversation with friends, let the friendship warm every passing day; or make a cup of tea, let the mind immerse in the distant aroma of tea, and spend every spring, autumn, winter and summer in a calm and quiet way.
Perhaps, the heart is already tired of wandering, which is why it is so favored every afternoon. That peace, that tranquility, makes the once rough and hard soul become more and more clear and soft, and the sorrow and sadness that were once sad and sad are also turned into pieces of broken jade in the warm and jade afternoon time, and pass away with the wind.
When it comes to the afternoon, it is inevitable to talk about afternoon tea. When it comes to afternoon tea, the first image of our hearts comes from the early classic British film and television, those well-dressed British ladies, wearing white lace gloves, carrying beautiful porcelain utensils of different shapes appeared at the afternoon tea party. They sometimes whisper, sometimes laugh, and plate exquisite dim sum to test people's taste buds. The faint floral fragrance and soft music create an incomparably intimate and warm afternoon.
According to the data, there is a long record of tea drinking in Chinese history, and many of the world's tea drinking habits have been brought from China. But there is also evidence that India and Africa are also the inventions of tea drinking.
The British tea drinking habit began as early as the 17th century. With the passage of time and the evolution of history, after the mid-18th century, tea really entered the life of ordinary civilians. Fashion among British ladies became popular, and afternoon tea customs began to prevail between restaurants and department stores.
Since its evolution, afternoon tea is not only a drink of tea, but a way for people to rest and nourish their bodies and minds.
Between fast-paced work, a cup of tea, a book, a person, on the afternoon balcony or across the glass curtain wall, a pleasant afternoon. That kind of relaxation that is quiet to the bone, that kind of warmth that lingers in the aroma of tea, let us once stay away from the troubles of the world, and really have our own quiet and happy time.
And I am willing to make myself a cup of local green tea in the afternoon. Looking at the original delicate tea leaves, in the steaming, it became more three-dimensional. My heart also gradually gave birth to a sense of safety, and then, reading a book, writing a text, chatting with friends. The mind, in that moment, becomes simple and pure, comfortable and warm.
Of course, let's not confuse afternoon tea with afternoon tea. Afternoon tea, more of a mood, a kind of elegance, has gone beyond the stage of eating and drinking, and the material enjoyment has become spiritual relaxation and comfort.
I was immersed in the afternoon, and I was glad that there was still such a time for us to relax. If you take a nap, the afternoon feels even better. Life, busy and busy, never ending, perhaps, the beauty of the process is more meaningful than the pursuit of the end. In the afternoon, we understand more clearly what is important in life. The pursuit of the soul and spirit is always on the road.
In the early autumn afternoon, I sat down at my computer and typed these words. Outside the window, the breeze blows in the face, bringing the taste of autumn. The leaves fall in the corridors on the side of the street until they are gone. If we boil tea with autumn leaves, will we boil a strong autumn meaning? If we boil tea in autumn, will we cook the sour, sweet and bitter spicy of life?
The constant stream of people and things filled my memory. And the mischievous sunlight constantly jumps into view, interrupting the memory. The afternoon sun, carrying a strong warmth, carries the fragrance of the years, and quietly moisturizes our hearts. It is a warm and holy force that sweeps away the haze in our hearts.
Many afternoons, I felt the power of warmth and love again and again. The originally relaxed and comfortable time is also more cherished because of love. And in life, if it is always parallel to sunshine and love, how wonderful it should be!