The dry leaf resting patiently in my Gaiwan is now doused with water. I will await with anticipation for what I am about to indulge in. I am cloaked in a Big Red Robe this evening. The wonderful tea of Wuyi. The first cup is soft and fruity with the distinctive Wuyi flavor. The second cup is alive. It’s bursting with flavors. Judging by the leaves it will get even better. Does anyone else like to smell the empty cup? I have noticed some incredible nuances from doing this. The vapors linger in the cup leave an indelible mark. Cup #3 has that copper electric sensation that is beyond unique. The tea is still fruity and luscious. I can see how this tea cured whatever ailment the emperors wife had. Cup #4 seems to have the mineral flavor. The mountains. The metal has faded to rock. It also seems to be the most eye opening of the four. I am enjoying this while watching the premier on Chinese TV about " The Flowers of War ". I love how tea enhances everything….