Guihua Wulong

On the moon, they say, there grows an osmanthus tree that cannot be cut down. A man called Wu Gang was sentenced to chop at it forever, and every wound he opened healed before his next swing.

The flower behind that story blooms each autumn, around the Mid-Autumn Festival, when people are looking at the moon anyway. In Fujian and Taiwan the tiny blossoms are baked warm with oolong until the leaf takes their smell.

Unlike jasmine tea, the flowers are often left in rather than picked out. Apricot and honey, renewing itself steep after steep, the way the tree in the story does.