Lin Yi teapot, 200cc

In a peaceful town in the south of the Yangtze River, there was an old craftsman named Lin Yi, who had been dealing with purple clay all his life. The purple clay teapot in his hand is amasterpiece that he has devoted months of effort to.

At dawn, the first ray of sunlight streamed into the small room piled high with purple clay and tools, and Lin Yi began his day's work. He gently picked up a piece of purple clay, treating it as if it were his closest old friend, repeatedly kneading and patting it in his hand, feeling the scent and warmth of the earth. The rudimentary form of this teapot gradually emerged in his calloused yet incredibly dexterous hands.

From time to time, scholars and literati would visit the small town. They would sit around Lin Yi's courtyard, sipping tea and chatting. At such times, Lin Yi would take out this unfinished teapot and share his understanding of purple clay with everyone. Some people say that the lines of this teapot are smooth and flowing, like the flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River. Some people praise that the color of this teapot is warm and lustrous, like the warm autumn sun. Lin Yi just smiled, silently keeping these suggestions in mind and integrating them into every refinement.

Day after day passed, and finally this teapot was completed. Lin Yi took it to a grand tea party. There, the aroma of tea filled the air and the guests were full of praise for this teapot. A tea merchant from afar took a fancy to it at first sight and was willing to pay a high price to buy it. However, Lin Yi politely declined.

In his heart, this teapot is not merely a commodity; it is also his emotional attachment to purple clay and the years of the small town.

Many years later, Lin Yi gradually grew old, but that purple clay teapot still exuded an ancient and simple luster.

It is placed on Lin Yi's desk, witnessing the changing of the seasons in the small town, and also carrying the dedication and love of an old craftsman for traditional craftsmanship. In the long river of time, it quietly tells those stories about craftsmanship and the passage of time.