A few days ago, an old tea friend brought some new friends over for tea and a pleasant chat. During the gathering, we talked about the joys and sorrows of life, and then about tea varieties, tea knowledge, and preferences. We also exchanged stories about the significant events and small moments of happiness in our lives. The bitterness we could express was like the rising steam, gently dissipating; the unbridled joy needed no wine to enhance it, and the tea in our cups was still thoroughly enjoyed.
Before leaving, a new friend brought me a bottle of #Gazebo's #BiLiuOolong. When asked why I liked it, he replied softly but sincerely: "Your tea suits my taste perfectly. The tea soup is smooth, sweet, and leaves a lingering aftertaste. Another pleasant surprise was the gift box packaging, which has a very Taiwanese feel. From the design of the tea canister to the details of the outer packaging, I can see your dedication to conveying Taiwanese tea culture."
I was deeply moved by what I heard, and then I felt even more strongly that walking this long tea road was the right and happy thing to do.
