#Pi# "Midnight Tea Record" At this time... Will this cup make me drunk? #我的Gate时刻#

The green tangerine Pu-erh glows amber at midnight, like a lake tamed by moonlight. The intoxication of tea is not the recklessness of alcohol, but rather thoughts drifting in caffeine—tasting the bitterness of aged tangerine peel on the tip of the tongue, I vaguely see a sleepless night from many years ago, with unfinished promises floating in the teacup.
What is called sobriety is just another kind of tipsiness. When the warm tea flows through my throat, I suddenly understand why Lu Yu said, "Tea as a drink is inspired by the divine." The mountains and rivers, the years in this cup are enough to make the soul stagger and fall into the sound of the clock at 🕧 o'clock. #逍遥派扫地僧# 🧹