Some beauty can transcend even the coldest moments, arriving just for you.

Amu wrote for 2026

The last post of 2025. Happy Chinese New Year, everyone！🎉

Time forges courage, shapes strength.

Your goal is to cross the swamp — not to fight every alligator along the way.

A quiet promise, perhaps, to keep drinking tea together all the way to eighty.

Little New Year Eight Elegant Practices

A brief moment of ease is a freedom of life.

A good cup of tea is not only about the leaves, but a conversation between water, teaware, and tea.

Carry love, keep truth.

Time carves the deep into our bones, while the shallow fades, leaving no mark.

Dearest, there is no outside, only the self

A life so short — just sunrise and sunset, spring turning to fall.

A letter from Shufang:

To gaze beyond the restless tides is to keep alive the gentle flame within the heart. 🍵

We rarely know the worth of a moment until it returns to us as memory.

If you stay where you are, how will you ever see the scenery in the distance?

Existence asks for no noise;Beauty unfailingly finds the gaze that knows how to rest upon it.

There are no real regrets in this world—only hopes that ended up in the wrong place.

Amid the worldly clamour, I still yearn for that tranquil haven within my soul.

Receiving and giving are intertwined.

May your inner sense of direction keep you on your own path, steady and true.

May we each have a place of true stillness to return to, beyond all the noise.

In the evening breeze, glimpses of the past flicker.

Half of the world’s beauty is seen with the eyes, and the other half is felt with the heart.

Life will not unfold in your favour, even if you pull your heart’s strings taut.

Every encounter is a gift. 🎁

Deepen your knowing of the living green,and keep a heart unmoved, calm, and clear.

Even in a bustling world, a single cup of tea and a quiet moment ----

Some arrive to light a lamp for us, walking a unique path together in a certain time and space.

This is our friend, Quan Shufang.

Some answers don’t need to be found in haste — let time gently settle them for you.

Before the chill sets in, I’m stealing a few more moments for tea in the mountains.

(Chen Jiru, “Notes from a Small Window,” Ming Dynasty)

When grasping softens at last -

In no hurry. Let water find its boil at its own pace, Let the tea open leaf by leaf in quiet time.

The mountains shape their contours in silence. I shape my rhythm in breath and stillness.

Your life is meant to be lived — to be experienced —

人生得意须尽欢，千金散尽还复来。— 唐 · 李白 《将进酒》

What you cannot change — let go. Those not meant to remain — release.

Look up — the clouds drift across the blue sky. ☁️ Look down — the water echoes softly back. 💦

Lie on the grass and drift into a daydream for a while.

Living in the circle of what you love, every ordinary day shines with quiet meaning.

“应无所住，而生其心。” — from The Diamond Sutra

You dwell among the crowds, and I wander through the mountains.

When tired, learn to rest; when heavy-hearted, learn to release.

Visiting tea, seeking friends — in the ancient tea gardens we sip🍵,

Greet the world with joy, and meet the winds with grace.