The harsh truth of life: hard work, yet living a miserable life! Loving tea but not being able to drink your favorite tea.

The truth of life:

Most people, no matter how hard they try, won't be able to live a good life.

Knocked around by tea, I fell in love with it, but couldn't even drink my favorite brew.

There is no text provided for me to translate. Please provide the text you would like translated from another language into English. I'll be happy to help!

A cup of tea, alleviating life's pressure.

That year, you were 22 years old, with a girlfriend of two years' romance, full of passion to get out of the campus, determined to make a career.

But after ten years of struggle, you are still just an ordinary employee of a small company. You go to work every day, crowd onto the metro, and don't know when you'll have it made.

You're lying on a rented apartment, swiping your phone and see people live in villas, drive sports cars, drink Raffles, spray champagne, surrounded by beautiful women. You don't have a house yet, but you look down on ordinary houses.

One evening you were scolded by your boss who was two years younger than you saying: "You're just empty talk, and can't even be put into action."

It's late at night, and you're alone on your way home after work. You glance up at the neon lights of the city, though they shine brightly, somehow have nothing to do with you. At 22, you thought that in ten years' time you would have achieved some success and have a happy family.

Thinking back on how I've been carrying this heavy debt all these years, you can't help but notice tears welling up in your eyes. You ask yourself, why am I still so poor even though I've worked so hard?

It's only when you are weighed down by your family that you realize how hard life is. In fact, just living is exhausting.

Life's pressure needs a way out eventually. You look at your body not as healthy as it was 10 years ago and chose to drink tea instead.

You bought a type of pu-erh tea online, with several dozen yuan per cake, 2 cakes can last for 3 months, and you also bought a set of tea sets from an online store for 99 yuan.

When you're having trouble or the work is not going well, when you have a lot of stress, just sit quietly and drink tea by yourself. Only during this time drinking tea can you take down some of the weight from your life and give yourself half an hour of rest.

You can't even boil tea properly, all you know is how to pour cup after cup down your stomach.

One evening when you were drinking tea, your wife complained suddenly: Pork prices rose by 2 yuan again. If it continues to rise, we can't afford meat anymore.

Drinking tea was interrupted, you thought of being unhappy to say two words to her, but the words stuck in the throat, and a cup of tea swallowed down together. She has followed you through too many hardships these years, and you want to give them a better life, yet powerless.

You can only say with gratitude: Don't worry, buy what you need, and I'll eat the thin stuff, you and the kid eat the fat one.

She heard the firmness and helplessness in your words of concern, and said worriedly: "Don't drink too much, drinking too much won't sleep well."

You listen to your wife's words of concern, once the pressure is shared with someone, the weight is reduced by half. You lift up a cup of tea, looking at it, the pale yellow tea soup is full of gratitude for your loved one.

You're drinking by yourself, a cup at a time, until the teapot is empty, and the tea leaves tasteless, your stomach can't hold any more, so you put down the tea set.

Just half an hour of drinking tea and you can quiet your mind down and not think about life's business. But after finishing the tea, returning to reality, life was waiting for no mercy for you.

You day after day's life, still biting teeth, bearing weights forward.

There is no text provided for me to translate. Please provide the text you would like translated into English.

Life is like tea, plainness can also be a happiness.

At 40 years old, heaven has not let you down after ten years of struggle. You got a promotion and raise, lived a life of prosperity, bought the house with all cash, and changed your dream car from several years ago.

The new graduate from the neighboring company is eyeing you more, and there are many young beauties around you now. They all call you big brother at this time, then you feel a sense of charm as a man.

So you said that the company has a business banquet, take them to the club and get along with each other.

It's late at night and quiet, you return home, open the light in the bedroom, looking at your sleeping wife.

In a flash it's been 20 years. You go out early and come home late, she takes care of the housework, educates your children, looks after her parents-in-law, and manages your limited income in an orderly manner with even some to spare.

You think back on her silent contributions over the past ten years, and your heart is filled with mixed emotions. You also think of that day when you were penniless and she was full of deep affection for you when she said:

I'm willing to be with you no matter what the present is like, and I know we will get through this. Maybe one day when I am not young and beautiful anymore, but you are thriving and making waves, think of me fondly as the little good things that were once in your life.

Words spoken 12 years ago are still stuck in my mind, I thought to myself then that I was nothing and with a heavy heart, I slapped myself on the face.

The sound was clear and loud enough to wake her up. She said with sleepy eyes: Have you had too much to drink? I'll cook rice for you.

You didn't tell her to stop. You just deleted that 20-year-old girl while she was out cooking congee, so you wouldn't lose your current quiet life.

You understand: although young and beautiful people have their whirlwind romance by their side, it's the daily simplicity of being with family that is a long-lasting happiness.

Now that you have money, if you're not interested in going out and partying, just enjoy a cup of tea to your heart's content.

Tea has already become a part of your daily life, just like food. One cannot do without the other. At home, we have some high-end pu-erh tea that costs hundreds per cake. Now, you don't even look at them anymore. With your current status, you can only drink tea from famous mountains and ancient trees.

Then you dug yourself into a hole with ancient tree tea. In spring, the news of 9.9 million Iceland old village tea king tree was spread out. You thought about it in your heart. What's so good about this Icelandic tea? You must try it.

You asked in the group: Who is the boss with an ancient tree from Icelandic village, I want to take some.

Suddenly, dozens of tea sellers come to contact you. They all say their tea is the authentic Icelandic old village tree tea. When I ask about the price, it's several hundred yuan or even thousands of yuan.

You say: Why is there such a big difference between 90 million and 99 million?

Then, tea vendors competed with each other, saying that I am a farmer, there are no middlemen, so it's cheaper.

You've already bought some to try it out after believing it, but the quality is not worth mentioning. After paying over ten thousand yuan in tuition for a year, you haven't even tasted real Icelandic beer. You feel resentful in your heart but also resigned.

To myself I say: Oh well, oh well. No way to get it for real, so I won't buy it then. You guys have driven the price up too high, ordinary folks can't afford to drink it, you drive it away! You will never fool me again. I'll just make do with tea leaves that are a few hundred a kilogram.

You sometimes even search out Icelanders to buy a bit of tea, but none is satisfactory. Though you live in comfort, you're no longer fixated on the idea of good tea. Just as you're no longer fixated on the world's varied fashions.

I prefer it, every day I spend 30 minutes drinking tea and enjoying the feeling of having a cup of tea by my side.

There is no text provided to translate. Please provide the text you would like me to translate from another language into English.

The journey is long and winding, you and I are all just passing through.

Suddenly, half of life is already gone.

The years ahead are all part of one's journey back home. You seem already to have seen the end of your life:

At 50 years old, my daughter gets married. Just like all the fathers, I will feel a pang of reluctance and go back to the empty house where she used to live, and in an instant, tears will well up in my eyes.

Gradually you got used to your daughter being married. But every time I think of her growth process, the past accompanying moments, there is still a sense of reluctance and bitterness in my heart.

Whenever you think back on the past, you and your wife chat idly for a while, then quietly drink tea alone. All unspoken words, you say quietly to the tea. The tea seems to understand it well and returns sweet aftertaste endlessly.

At 60, you don't have to work hard for your grandkids anymore, you can enjoy leisure time with your loved one in the sunset.

You raise a small dog, plant some flowers and grass, in the warm sun of dawn, leisurely drink tea under the full sunlight of noon, enjoy a peaceful retired life.

You've grown to encompass tea like one has experienced life. Having drunk tea this long, there is no meaning in it, no heaven and earth full of myriad things. It's really just a plain cup of tea.

At 70 years old, you can still walk and visit the places your partner used to take you. Just like 50 years ago, when twilight fell and the sunset glowed more dazzlingly than ever.

He saw a tricycle at the corner carrying flowers and immediately bought one, respectfully handing it to her saying: The beautiful girl from next class, I've been paying attention to you for two years now, let's get acquainted.

She teases you: At your age, you should know better than to be so silly.

Life is like that! There are temptations outside and warmth at home, and sometimes there are small surprises in life.

At 78, you couldn't escape pain's torment, children grew up and lived a rich life.

In your dying hours you look back on your life and feel unrepentant towards your parents and children, but guilty toward the woman who toiled for you all her life.

Now you've left her behind first. Let the already aging one bear the pain of losing you. When the eternal world draws near, you said your last words to a crying old partner.

Sorry, I haven't given you a good life in this lifetime, how about next time, let's switch roles and have you marry me instead, then I can take care of you.

She was crying and said: "Okay, I'm at Yunnan University on Silver Elm Road, don't leave without saying goodbye."

The cries of my relatives are growing farther and farther away, you can't hear their cries anymore.

Time seemed to be going backwards and you were back at 18 years old in autumn, dragging your luggage anxiously as you entered the university and met the same anxious her.

You gazed at her with deep affection, she blushingly smiled at you.

Your eyes smiled, and you left the world in peace.