[YWW.ME] 2026.01.05 Graceful as a Swan, Tangtang (Zhushan)

A pale celadon-colored silk skirt swept across the dew-kissed tea bushes. Her hair, loosely styled, swayed gently as she walked, the silver hairpin in her locks shimmering alongside the verdant tea buds of the mountain. Suddenly, she paused, her fingertips brushing against the curled, tender shoots—and the verdant hue of the entire tea mountain seemed to flow down her sleeves, while the mountain mist and tea smoke awaited her words.