这一天,寒风彻骨。而在方寸间,一切都准备停当,一个小时又有余。只待进入茶室。釜中的水,犹如松林中那一场飘荡着树叶的清风传进耳朵。香炭无处不在,时时提醒着我,哪里还是人间,分明就是仙境。所有的灯都熄灭了,纸窗外撒下一缕缕阳光,原来她们也留恋这里。塌塌米的席,最恰当地表达出一种超然的静。 On this day, the chill winds. In the interview, everything is ready to stop, one hour and more. Only to enter the tea room. The water in the cauldron was like a pine breeze floating in the leaves of the breeze into the ears. Perfume everywhere, always remind me, where is the world, is clearly Wonderland. All the lights went out, sowing a ray of sunshine outside of the paper window, so they also nostalgic here. Tatami mat, the most appropriate expression of a detached silence.