Tea – what is it?
Tea – what is it? Sadness or joy, peace or anxiety? Or something in between.
For a connoisseur, tea has always been an emotion: either born in the process of drinking tea, or that feeling that helps to choose the right jar from the shelf.
Emotion in tea is not always there, and when you try another “pass-through” tea, you do not understand Liu Tang’s poems about his tea drinking at all. Taste, aroma, even a mild soft state. But emotions are not. If you had the same – welcome to a higher league, beyond the psychological threshold of the cost of tea. Less tea is better, but it is better.
Leaving the well-trodden paths and trying new things is the path of a person who opens the country without the help of a guide and translator. He sets a vector for himself and walks, noticing the pots on the windowsills, smells, the play of two cats, and how the street freezes at the sight of an unidentified object. He eats life with big spoons, makes mistakes, shows character and paints his own picture of the world. He returns from such trips a little older, a little more experienced. Also in tea. You brew tea, taste, compare and draw conclusions – you get a new experience, after the hundredth such tasting you understand the words “balance” and “master craftsmanship”, you have something to compare with. You don’t understand how to reveal its taste – you find a way, you notice, you learn to appreciate, you grow. However, there are fewer and fewer things that can really surprise you. But when you find them, you are happy.
Do not be afraid to look into unfamiliar tea alleys, try more, taste expensive tea, taste unfamiliar and strange tea. Having groped your way, do not be afraid to turn 90 degrees and find out what Liu Tang wrote about then.
