Set the tea table with clean towel,

The tea leaves are not fresh.

It consumed by time,

Brewed by pure water,

Hold the cup and pull out the water,

By blending the leaves and water,

Scent remains,

Time freezes.

Pull the tea out,

Into the painted china tea cups,

Sip, and sip,

The spiritual of the tea,

Spread on your tongue.

Swallow it,

Haunts your heart, and stay.

Brew up the tea,

Hold my imaginary cup,

And then,

The dream end.

Back to my math homework.