Inspiration for the Spring Collection
All things have their seasons, and so does the heart.
Spring doesn't arrive all of a sudden.
It's when oranges turn sour, raspberries soften, and figs silently appear.
Then you realize—oh, spring is here.
We've waited through three phenological periods, creating three flavors.
It's not about putting spring in a box; it's about letting spring's "essence" linger in your mouth.
Three bites, three phenological stages.
Jie Yun (Dispelling Melancholy), is the sound of knots unraveling.
Ban Han (Half-Drunken), is the gap that appears as things loosen.
Bu Yan (Silent), is the original state of quiet existence.
All things have their season, as does the heart.
This spring, we have prepared these three nama chocolate flavors.
No need to rush to finish them.
Just as spring does not rush.
Take your time.
Wait patiently.
Spring Phenology · Three Nama Chocolates Representing the Taste of Spring
Jie Yun (Dispelling Melancholy) · Ban Han (Half-Drunken) · Bu Yan (Silent)
Relieve Annoyance · Orange & Sour Plum
First Season: Sour. Not a sharp sourness, but the kind of expectant sourness of plums just ripening. The bright clarity of oranges meets the deep richness of sour plums in your mouth. First, it's sour, like a knot unraveling. Then comes the sweet aftertaste, like the heart relaxing. The Analects say: "To be unknown yet not resent it." It's not about not getting angry, but about being able to be gentle after the anger passes. The first taste of spring, for those who need to let go.
The Analects of Confucius, Book 1: "To be unknown yet not resent it, is this not the mark of a noble person?"
Tipsy · Raspberry
Second Phase: Soft. When raspberries are ripe, they fall with a gentle touch. Their sweetness isn't hurried, their tartness isn't sharp. The initial taste is soft, melting into a lingering, mellow finish. It's like a spring afternoon, half-dreaming, half-awake. Not drunk, not sober, not rich, not bland. Just right in the middle. For those who want to relax. Spring doesn't require effort, and neither do you.
Bai Juyi, "Occasional Verse": "Half-tipsy, half-drunk"
Silent · Fig
Third Micro-Season: Silence. The fig tree does not blossom, does not clamor, does not explain. It simply exists, quietly ripening. Its flavor is delicate, like a spring breeze, not intensely fragrant, not deliberately sweet. Zhuangzi said: "Heaven and Earth have great beauty, but do not speak of it." The most beautiful things often cannot be articulated. This is for those who wish to say nothing, and simply be quiet for a while.
"Heaven and Earth have great beauty, but do not speak of it" from Zhuangzi: Wandering North
