The tea house, a place full of feelings, stubbornly stays in the worldly splendor and protects its elegance. She nodded slightly, smiled with her beard, dressed elegantly, peerless and independent, and witnessed the market in one corner.

Mr. Lao She's teahouse is just like a cup of quiet tea. It is neither strong nor strong, nor anxious nor impetuous, nor heavy or buoyant. It is calm and indifferent. Like a plain face in the dust, like a character in the soul, I can't help but taste.

The first product is the bitterness of time. In the first act, one morning in early autumn, when the flag men in twos and threes had enough birds to walk, they walked into Yutai to rest. Tea guests were sipping tea and chatting about the romance. Suddenly, a loud male voice, full of pride, seemed to ignore the eye-catching "Don't talk about state affairs". The shooting of the case expressed dissatisfaction with the foreign devils. The ambition in the eyes was obvious, but the spies Wu Sizi and Song Xiangzi caught them. Poor Kang Laoliu sold his daughter to Eunuch Pang, who was over seventy, in order to make a good living for her daughter. Her daughter's sad tears told people her dissatisfaction with the world. In this teahouse, all kinds of people are performing all kinds of life.

Take a sip, taste some bitterness, and blend some flavors. The bitter swan song resounds through the branches of the years. Just like the sky with dark clouds, people can't help but feel heavy. This "Teahouse" makes me want to taste it again.

Re taste is the essence of troubled times. People followed the pace of time and came to the early years of the Republic of China. Yutai in troubled times is hard to maintain, and the shopkeeper Wang Lifa actively improves, but has repeatedly failed. Only the "Don't talk about state affairs" has become more eye-catching. The shopkeeper's son and daughter-in-law set up the teahouse. Fourth Master Chang finally got out of prison. The two men who put him in prison became the lackeys of the warlords again... The teahouse here is undergoing the test of time.

The tea leaves are floating in the cup, and the collision with the boiling water brings out the most beautiful dance steps. It swirls and dances with its attitude, a trace of its original flavor in troubled times. This green tea is more bitter, but it also makes people taste its attitude, its determination, and its authenticity. In this sea of bitterness, we have found a trace of the original flavor, to pursue the bitter sweet.

Drink up, is the wind and moon of life. At the end of the story, a young man who inherited his father's career gathered again in Yutai, which was not the same as before. With the hope of the past, he followed the story of his father's generation. In the troubled times, he met and missed... Fourth Master Chang's life became more miserable. When the spirit of the past turns into old age, the wind and frost at the bottom of the eye are the traces of time and helpless. Chewing the past, sighing with the ups and downs of the world, sneering at the numbness and sadness of the world. But why didn't Kang Dali, as a young man, devote himself to the revolutionary struggle and Kang Shunzi, Wang Dashi and others went to the guerrilla areas in the northwest, go to the bright future and sing the song of resistance to the sad society? Yes, when you are old, someone is always young.

This mouth has tasted the prosperity of the world, the taste of life, and the romance. The aftertaste is long, and the pain will pass. The most happy moment is the sweet after suffering.

People are drinking tea and accidents. In a teahouse in a corner of the city, the teahouse is silent but keeps the time. The past, the time passes; The teahouse remembers the story of the story.

This "Teahouse" makes people not taste it carefully. A clear cup of tea, taste the afterlife. A cup of tea, a place, a group of people, a story, a book, a cup of tea... Taste it carefully