Bring out the jade bowl and wash it yourself, boil water from a rocky spring then observe how the pale steam brims at the lip of the bowl like the summer clouds issuing from mountain streams and peaks, and white billowing waves form as if dashing down a swollen river in spring. The sound of water boiling blows, whistling like a frosty wind through the bamboos and pines, while the fragrance of the brewed tea drifts like a ship of war, flying towards the Red Cliff.
From Korean Tea Classics, (page 41).
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