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               The companion of nature is her way of growing up            You don’t even
           in accordance with the time and place. Staying close to
           nature allows people to return to their true state: they will   have to think about
           unconsciously pay attention to the growth of plants and
           the change of the season. For example, Zongzi will greet   anything, but focus
           flowers and farewell ducks. In her eyes, there is no differ-
           ence between everything; she has the same source of ev-  on what you have to
           erything else. While paying attention to the growth of the
           human seedling, I am in turn touched by her and reflect   do in that moment.
           on  the  initial  attitude  of  perception,  which  I  had  never
           realized before. To put it simply, our lives are about cloth-
           ing, food, shelter and transport. What we need is clothes
           with comfortable textures and plain colors; food with the
           original taste; habitable shelters and accessible transport.
           All of these create a natural sense of balance, granting us
           peace and a way to find the true self, the ego. Then, we
           can  leave  it  behind  and  move  towards  a  stance  with  no
           self. This is the path of the Tao that I am pursuing today.
           Returning to the countryside is just an external form. You
           don’t even have to think about anything, but focus on what
           you have to do in that moment and reduce your desires.   her a few times during our construction of the Qing Liang
           In this way, you will naturally reach the path of the Tao   Di, when she came to Wuyi Mountain with her family to
           for everyone, which is your own “Qing Liang Di”.  start a business. In my impression, she was a very enthusi-
               “Liao Qin, try the tea.” master said.     astic girl with a ponytail, hard-working, active and motiva-
               I took up the cup and had three sips to finish the tea.   tive. She dyed all the cloth in the master’s house, a harmo-
           The  lake  outside  the  house  blurred  our  thoughts,  and  I   nious  color  that  blended  in  just  right  with  the  whole
           remembered Lu Tong, the poet from the Tang Dynasty who   building. She reminded me of a clip from a documentary. It
           could  not  help  but  to  chant  a  few  lines  of  poems  after   was about a tea person who would pick a wild vegetable that
           drinking seven bowls of tea: “Drinking five bowls clears   only grows in winter, believing it to be a gift from nature
           your muscle and bone, and drinking six bowls enlightens   and that eating it would give him the same resilient energy.
           immortal spirit; one cannot drink seven bowls, as he will   The rice here was delicious, and my master told me
           only feel winds blowing through the two armpits, ah!” A   that it was grown by a farmer at the bottom of the moun-
           proverb  says  music,  chess,  calligraphy,  painting,  poetry,   tain. At lunchtime, we strained and then steamed rice. I
           wine and tea are the seven daily necessities for scholars,   thought that the rice would not be very tasty in this way,
           and firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are   but I actually found a very clean, pure taste. I wonder if
           the  seven  necessities  for  common  people.  This  means,   anyone  understands  it.  It’s  worth  mentioning  that  the
           after drinking the tea, it would be the time to eat. Master   stained  rice  soup  was  so  good,  sticky  and  warm  with  a
           has an  open  kitchen, with  earthen walls and  an earthen   fragrance similar to osmanthus. It really puts the beauty
           stove, with an entrance but no door, as well as an open   of life into place, so reassuring. For dinner, a pot of casu-
           window. Shall we say it has a door or not? Some dishes   al stir-fried rice with nori was a surprisingly wonderful
           were placed on the windowsill, and outside the window a   culinary experience. We all seemed to forget about tea for
           large piece of meat hung near the entrance. I thought it   a moment. Later, the master filled a cloth bag of rice for
           should be a piece of air-dried bacon, with a hard texture   me to take back to Wuyi Mountain.
           without any spice coating. I didn’t think to ask before I   That  day  was  the  fifteenth  day  of  the  second  lunar
           left, and I was really impressed by the very grounded form.   month, the Waking of Insects according to Chinese solar
               I met an old friend in the kitchen, with long twisted   terms. There was no thunder as usual, but the bright moon
           braids, soft yet strong. The firewood crackling under the   hanging between the pines.
           stove  and  the  spatula  with  clear  scraping  made  the  meal   Before the farewell, the master’s cat followed to see us
 Zongzi, who has been drinking tea with Liaoqin since she was just over a year old, would follow suit and learn how to make tea herself. Putting
           smell good even before we started eating. Before I came, the   off. We started the engine but again drove back to the woods.
 on her own bamboo hat and staying barefoot, she would shake the tea leaves, carefully settle the tea, and observe the bugs inside the tea – just
           master joked to let me show my cooking skills, but it seems   Zongzi said in the car, “Master, you must go to the mountains
 like a little tea person. The companion of nature is Zongzi’s way of growing up in accordance with the time and place. Staying close to nature allows
           my clumsy techniques would make no use here. I didn’t feel   to find Ling Wu (cat’s name, meaning spiritual enlighten-
 people to return to their true state: they will unconsciously pay attention to the growth of plants and the change of the season. For example,
 Zongzi will greet flowers and farewell ducks. In her eyes, there is no difference between everything; she has the same source of everything else.  strange to meet her here, but it was a surprise. I had met   ment), or it will turn into a forest animal.”
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