The Aroma of Tea Fills the Winter: A Gathering with Friends and Memories of an Old Café

Gathered a few friends and visited a friend's café at the intersection of Changshu Road. On an early winter evening, we shared a pot of aged white tea with dried tangerine peel, chatting leisurely until the café closed. The café is located at the turnoff to Sanfeng Qingliang Temple, right next to a sprawling tea plantation. It reminded me of the three-plus years I once spent running a café myself—what a life experience that was. No experience in life is ever wasted; every step counts.