Mickey Hung

Men often view women as water. They say women are “made of water,” and novelists describe a woman’s eyes as a “pool of autumn water.” But I would argue that if women are water, then men are tea—a “fine tea” brewed with a woman’s “pure water.” A man cannot exist without a woman. Without her, he can’t become “tea”; without her, where would he find the foundation to build a career and conquer the world?

A man is like tea. If the tea is grown on a high mountain, the man possesses that mountain’s ancient flavor. The leaves are dried, roasted, and refined, absorbing the mountain’s mystic energy, waiting for a woman as pure as water to brew forth his life’s talent and savor his deep, enduring love—a love that can be a rushing waterfall, a gentle eave drip, a torrent of mountain stream, or a slow ripple; full of passion, full of warmth, completely embracing your love…

A man, like tea, has his dry, astringent days. Time is relentless, etching scars onto his brow. The innocent greenness of youth fades on the battlefield of life, replaced by seasoned wisdom. A man with experience always seems to have a distinctive flavor, a subtle, bittersweet fragrance that lingers only after he has endured mountain winds, fierce storms, trials, and tribulations.

Tea in a cup starts hot and then cools. A man’s passion is also like tea, and a woman must understand: tea that is too hot will scald the lips. To keep a man’s love, don’t keep the tea too hot! If the tea is too hot for too long, he will leave. The stronger a man appears on the outside, the more fragile his “glass heart” is inside. A woman must learn to appreciate the tea, to learn how to taste it—to bring out the man’s pure bitterness and depth. Only then will he remain in your water forever.

A man is like tea; a woman is water. Without water, the tea remains tea, dry and unable to bloom. But with water, the tea dissolves and is savored by the water. After a hundred years of refinement, this thousand-year encounter—how could the tea ever leave the water?

A woman must taste it with an extremely gentle heart and a mindful mood to truly perceive that man’s quiet tenderness and that long-lasting, ancient aroma.

Is he, the one before you, that cup of tea?

他是妳眼前这杯茶吗？

男人常常把女人看成水，说女人是水做，小说家更把女人的眼睛形容成一泓秋水，而笔者想说，如果女人是水，那么男人就是茶，一杯用女人“清水”泡出来的“名茶”。男人不能没有女人，没有女人，男人就成不了“茶”，没有女人，男人干啥去成就事业，征服世界？

男人如茶，茶种在深山，男人就具备深山的古味，叶片经过晾晒、烘烤、焙制，然后吸取山间仙气，等着一个清纯如水的女人，来泡出他一生的才华，享受他深情的爱，动如瀑布，细如檐前滴水，急如高山流水，慢如涟漪，有激情，有温馨，和妳的爱深深拥抱……

男人如茶，有干涩一天，岁月无情，给男人额上划下伤痕，天真的青涩，在沙场中消失，换来老练人生。有经历的男人看上去总是别有一番品味，这是因为他们经历山风暴雨、摧残折磨之后，才留下淡淡的苦涩的清香。

茶在杯中，初热后凉，男人的热情也像茶，女人要明白，太热的茶会灼伤口唇，留住男人的爱，就不要给茶太热！茶热过后，男人就走！男人外表愈强，玻璃心愈脆弱，女人要懂得欣赏茶，要学习品茶，把男人的清纯苦涩品出来，这样，男人就一生留在你的水里。

男人如茶，女人是水。没有水，茶依然是茶，枯而不长，有了水，茶溶于水，茶得到水的欣尝，百年修行，千年一遇，茶又怎可能离开水？

女人要用一种极其温柔的心情细细的品味，才能感悟到那种男人淡淡的柔情和悠悠的古香。

他，是妳眼前的这杯茶吗？