Think about it, you still need to seriously appreciate the recent or unrelated, or should, and the vague and compassionate in your heart. It is not necessary to pretend to be open-minded and follow the trend, but she sees me anxiously pacing around, smiling lightly, thinking slowly, until now she sees that I may have calmed down and started writing, and then she answers silently, but not pretending to be a riddle. She just looked at me and looked around the small building a few times. Looking along, what she saw was really unfamiliar.
Although it has already fallen a bit gray, it is still lush with green vines. The bookshelf is full of books that have been opened a few pages. The Ru kiln small horse leaning on the lotus tea tray, a purple clay Xi Shi teapot, and a tea cup that is no longer dark purple clay but bright red clay with Tang grass pattern. Two women wearing green long skirts representing clarity and business are resting. They have also fallen a bit gray, but the Ru kiln tea cup and purple clay teapot on the table are still spotless. Looking at the bookshelf next to it, there is a bookshelf with a pair of dragons carved on the Shoushan stone, and a calligraphy with the words "Clear Stream" written on it. After such a long time, it still looks as bright as if it hasn't dried yet. The cover bowl and inkstone on the side reflect the strokes of the previous handwritten comments so clearly. It doesn't seem old or broken because of the dust that blew in these two days. Maybe it's because the ink used at that time was pure. It is in harmony with the "Ink Plum Picture" hanging on the wall, shining brightly. In this case, it seems that I have to let the Ru kiln lying down for a long time and the sleeping Yunsong ink block put down some worries. It has been a long time since I washed the brush and ground the ink, and I haven't forgotten it yet. Thinking like this, maybe it's just a reverie and contemplation, and the satisfaction that is now surging in my heart is no longer a deliberate thought or a joyful heart.
It doesn't have to be in general. I don't just have a covered bowl, I also have so many long-term companions. Although there are so many, they are not decorated with gold and silver, and they are not as exquisite as beautiful jade. They are not comparable to the palace Ru kiln of other families or the unique purple clay of other buildings. But this one, this pair, this one, this pair, is exactly what I have carefully selected and deliberately paid for to settle in my narrow building. There is no need to worship or praise, if I think about making tea, I don't have to worry about whose thoughts. Just wash it casually and pour the tea directly. In this way, I think I have the world, maybe it's not a crazy talk.
Thinking deeply about this, where is the world only the private property of the world. The world and the world are unique at the same time. Everyone's world is this unique world, and everyone's world is also this unique world. Thinking further, as the "master" of this world, it is also the "son of the emperor" of this world. Since I can hold this red clay small cup with tea in my hand, I don't have to try hard to find the elusive Penglai Fairy Mountain.
Think about it, if it is for the elixir that has not been obtained yet, and lose the world of the covered bowl and teapot in hand at this moment, the title of a tyrant is probably not very pleasant to hear. It is better to carefully wash the covered bowl and teapot, and wipe the dust on the green vines and bookshelves with care.