What is pure and happy white tea?

White tea is nothing else. The whole poem means drinking insipid tea, and waiting for the wind is actually waiting for you. Today's parting has made ordinary wine bitter, and the unbreakable wicker has been broken. Since then, my world has become dim because of you.

The road under my feet is lonely, without the company of my former lover, the breeze blows, and I am the only one walking in the wind. It was originally a dull day, but every day after that, it seems that there is a wait.

The mood of a dull day:

1, like simple and plain life, make the city prosperous, flow through it, and leave each other on plain white paper.

Actually, what I want is very simple. There are also exciting little things in ordinary life. When I miss you, you just miss me. It is raining again. It is missing that turns into rain with the wind.

This year, I recovered from my injury and smiled happily. I met a lot of people, tasted a lot of delicious food, walked through many places, drank a lot of wine, watched many movies, fought and shouted in the canyon, traveled all over the bustling city, and finally returned to simplicity, dissolving my blood in the daily necessities of ordinary life.