Tea picking composition
Wow, the tea garden is really beautiful! Tea trees are arched and connected into ridges, forming pieces. Tea gardens follow the terrain on undulating hillsides, like undulating waves on a green ocean.
It is said that this is a tea field without pruning and spraying pesticides, so we can safely pick it. This is my first time picking tea! The tea leaves are so tender that they fall into the palm of your hand with a gentle force. Tea leaves are soft and comfortable to hold in your hand. I don't know who said, "Smell it, it smells good!" I also grabbed one and put it on the tip of my nose. Well, it really smells like tea. No wonder so many people like tea! A tea farmer's grandmother told me: "Tea had better have buds and leaves. Here! Like me. " So I searched for such tea in the vast sea of tea. Although there are not many such teas, there are countless such teas in this huge tea garden.
I came to a tea-making workshop and visited the process of making tea by machine. Now learn to sell now, and when I get home, my mother and I will follow the online production steps to start our handmade tea making process. How proud! The green tea leaves first become greener and softer in the hot pot, then deepen and shrink, and finally we struggle to knead them into strips. Tea is ready, although there are only a handful after it is ready, but after all, we picked it ourselves and made it ourselves! We can't wait to boil water to make tea. Just like mom said. Take a sip, the fragrance is slightly bitter, and then a little sweet. It is delicious.
How nice! I'm waiting for my grandparents and dad to come back and try it.
When my father was drinking tea, I smelled the strong fragrance of tea and ran over to ask, "Dad, how did this tea come from?" Dad replied: "Tea leaves are picked from tea trees, which is hard to come by." I asked again: "tea is not easy to pick, how can it be hard-won?" Dad smiled without saying a word, so let me experience it myself.
My father sent me to the tea-picking place, and the tea on the terraces is all over Shan Ye. Dad said to me, "You just have to pick half a basket." I thought to myself: half a basket is a piece of cake. I saw several tea farmers wearing straw hats, scarves around their necks, a bamboo basket slung around their waist, and their hands kept dancing up and down in the green bushes. I followed their example and started picking tea leaves, but I didn't know which one to pick. Pick first anyway. I just reached for it, but I accidentally cut my hand. The hot sun is constantly drying, and my neck and back feel sticky and uncomfortable. After a while, I felt as if a bug had got into my arm, which was very itchy ... When I dragged my tired body down to check the fruits of today's labor, I was shocked: the collected tea leaves were not even covered with a bamboo basket, some were still mixed with sundries, and some were still incomplete. It seems that most of the tea I picked are unqualified. At this time, my father saw me and said with a smile, "It is very difficult to pick tea. First, find the tea leaves, then carefully pick them and put them in the basket. Sometimes it is not enough to endure the scorching sun. It takes some patience. "
After listening to my father's words, I deeply realized the hardships and hard-won of tea picking, and even realized that in life, some things seem simple, but in fact, you should do them seriously and persistently.
The annual May Day is coming, and my mother and I are discussing how to have a meaningful holiday that can truly reflect the value of labor. Finally, we decided to go to grandma's house to pick tea.
My grandmother's home is in mainland Xia Ya. It is surrounded by mountains and waters, with beautiful scenery and fresh air, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Coming here is like heaven. This is the place where Jiande is rich in camellia. Grandma grows a lot of tea, including precious white tea.
In the morning, one of us was carrying a basket, stepping on the dew, facing the rising sun, and set off for Chashan. When I came to Chashan, I looked up, and there were green tea trees all over the mountain, and the faint fragrance of tea came to my face. Fresh and tender tea leaves are swaying gently in the breeze, and I can't wait to reach out and pick them. Mother immediately said, "Don't panic. When picking tea leaves, you must choose the best one on the top, that is, only one leaf and one core. This kind of tea is not only beautiful in appearance, but also yellowish in color and fragrant in taste. " I listened to my mother's words and picked it up seriously. At first, I carefully picked them one by one, but after a long time, there was still only a little in the basket. I thought to myself, it's not easy to collect a catty. I was a little anxious, so I stepped up my hand movements. Gradually, there are more and more teas in the basket. At this time, my hands felt very sour, and the clothes on my back were soaked with sweat.
After picking tea for nearly three hours, my little basket was finally full. Mom said that it takes many processes to turn fresh tea leaves into dry tea leaves.
Looking at the fruits of my own labor, I finally deeply realized the hardships of tea farmers.
So I must form a good habit of thrift in the future.
Tea picking composition 4 During the Qingming Festival, my brother and I went to Chashan in the countryside to pick tea.
Facing the warm spring breeze, the wind is much more comfortable than the wind blown by an electric fan. The road is covered with green grass, and the banks of the stream are in full bloom, just like the little patterns on silk, conveying the breath of spring. In a short time, we arrived at Chashan.
The rustling of dense Woods and the tinkling of streams on the tea mountain play a cheerful March. Rows of green tea trees exude refreshing tea fragrance! I gently picked a piece of tea and told my brother that it would be fine to pick two pieces and one bud. Then, we mined in the tea bushes, and we picked one flower after another. Although we are tired and sweaty, we are very happy. Suddenly, I heard my brother shout excitedly: "Brother, come and see camellia!" " "I can't wait to see it. It turned out to be a small and exquisite camellia. Although it has no sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance or rose color, it has its own charm.
I stopped picking tea, straightened up and looked up. I saw tea farmers wearing straw hats and hanging a big bamboo basket on their chests, and they were concentrating on picking tea. I went over to have a look and picked half a basket. Tea farmers keep picking tea with their hands alternately, which looks very rhythmic, like playing the piano. There were some birds singing in the Woods, and they turned gracefully. Together with colorful butterflies flying in the air, they form a unique and interesting landscape.
After the spring rain, the tea leaves are greener, and this rural landscape map is deeply imprinted in my mind. Picking tea is hard and interesting!
Dawn, dawn. My eagerness prompted me to sit up in bed and enjoy the scenery outside the window. 8: 40-5: 50 high-quality sleep time makes me feel very comfortable.
In the morning, it's sunny outside, which makes everyone clear. Every shadow is like a good friend walking with classmates. The activity in the morning is tea picking, but this project is not so attractive, because there is a meijiawu rich in Longjing tea in the suburb of Hangzhou, a metropolis near the West Lake, so tea picking is not very new to us.
Step by step, after a long climb, we finally reached the top of the mountain. After listening carefully to the teacher's description, we excitedly forgot our fatigue and walked to a tea factory. We carefully selected a centimeter or so. We thought it was good, but it never occurred to us to choose four. But when I picked the fifth root, I kept thinking about the descriptions of teachers and classmates, and finally picked the right one, and my interest suddenly rose. After the activity, our grades were not bad, and we came fourth. It is really hard work that pays off.
In the afternoon, because the weather was too hot, the teacher led us to the classroom and gave us a colorful common sense lesson in field life. After class, I learned a lot, including many things that I don't know anything about. I understood as soon as the teacher started class. For example, what if the water is cut off? What should I do if I am bitten by a poisonous snake? Wait.
Today, we have once again enriched our knowledge and broadened our horizons. We really want to thank the agricultural base for giving us this opportunity and gaining knowledge.
6. Autumn and October are harvest seasons. We came to our hometown of Ningbo to visit relatives for a holiday. My uncle told me that Ningbo has many mountains and beautiful scenery. I asked, "Can you take me to climb the mountain?" He thought for a moment and said, "No problem". This morning, we set out. My uncle drove us to the foot of the mountain in a white car. The air there is so fresh. I looked up and saw that the mountain was magnificent and I couldn't see the top of it. We got off the bus and my brother and I skipped up the hill. There are dense forests and gurgling streams along the way.
We climbed to the top of the mountain in one breath, panting with fatigue. I sat down and looked up. The sunshine here is so bright and gentle; The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white and mysterious; Here, I feel that autumn is really cool for the first time in my life! I was intoxicated there alone, and my uncle shouted, "Don't be lazy, let's pick tea!" " "He also gave everyone a plastic bag. We came to a green tea tree, and my uncle told us that light green tea is the best and most tender. So we started picking tea leaves. Pick and choose, I'm getting impatient. It turns out that picking tea leaves is such a boring and troublesome thing. After about an hour, we only picked half a bag of tea. Belly sang an empty plan and we went home. When we got home, we washed the tea and dried it in the shade.
After a while, I started to make a fire. We set up an iron pot, and my aunt was responsible for stir-frying it. In a short time, it was done. I can't wait to grab a handful of tea leaves and put them in a cup, then gently pour them into the hot mountain spring. A fragrant smell came to the nose, and the green tea leaves slowly spread out in the water, dancing like a shy girl. I took a sip carefully, and a sweet taste came to my mind. It smells good! Today's tea, somehow, smells better than the Longjing you usually buy!
Today, my father took my mother and me to grandma's house to pick tea. I am very happy.
When I came to my grandmother's house, my father said, "If I can pick a catty of tea, give me 100 yuan." As soon as I heard it, I thought, "What's so difficult about picking tea? If you get a catty, you will get a prize! " "I agreed in one bite.
When I came to the tea farm, I saw the whole tea tree and tea leaves. I started picking tea leaves. I picked it desperately, hoping to have a kilo. "This is insane. The tea is so small and light, and the sun is so big, it is strange to pick a catty. " Thinking of this, I began to give in. As soon as I think of the tempting "one hundred yuan", I will not give up and continue to choose. No pains, no gains!
After dinner, my mother weighed me tea, which was only four tenths of a catty. I still don't give up, knowing it's impossible, I still have to do it. After eating, I will continue to choose. From noon 12 to 5 pm, I chose 5 hours. Finally, everything comes to him who waits, so I picked a whole catty of tea. Dad kept his promise and gave me one hundred yuan.
The harvest of tea picking this time is really not small! Not only did I get 100 yuan, but I also exercised my perseverance. It's killing two birds with one stone!
Tea Picking Composition 8 During the May Day holiday, my mother decided to take me up the mountain to pick tea and let me experience the pleasure of labor.
On this day, I went to the mountain to pick tea with my mother with excitement. I skipped along the country road, where birds and flowers were singing all the way and beautiful scenery was everywhere. You see, there are many unknown flowers here, which are all red and green. Some flowers also have lovely birds singing, as if chatting with flowers. They seem to say, "Spring has come, how beautiful the flowers are!" " You are looking at the lush bamboo forest over there. Many fat and tender bamboo shoots have grown on that fertile land. I think bamboo shoots must be delicious.
We soon came to the foot of the mountain, and grandma's tea garden was on the top of the mountain. I looked up at that mountain, yeah! How high! I'm afraid of' rising'? I kind of want to back down. But I still got up the courage to climb up. Ah, this mountain is very steep! It is much more difficult to climb than Huangshan Mountain. I suffered a lot along the way, staggered, stumbled and climbed with both hands and feet. After a long time, I finally climbed to my tea garden.
At the sight of the tea garden. My depressed mood was solved at once. I saw the green tea tree in my eyes, and the green tea shyly poked out my little head from the big leaves. As if inviting me to take it home. After my mother explained how to pick tea, I quickly began to pick it, because my mother said that the money I picked tea today was for my own use. Just as I was working hard, I suddenly saw a caterpillar lying on the tea and eating delicious tea with relish. I suddenly screamed with fear. Mother heard the sound and rushed to catch the big green bug and let it out. By this time, the sun has spread all over the corner, and I can't stand the burning sun. My mother took me home when she saw my sad face. When I got home, I quickly weighed the tea with a scale. Haha, it weighs three kilograms. I'm really great.
Today, I felt the hardships of picking tea and grandma. Also harvested the joy of labor.
On Sunday, my mother and I went up the mountain to pick tea.
At 7: 30, we came to our tea garden to pick tea. (7:30 to 1 1:30) When I got home, my mother and I weighed them separately. I asked my mother to weigh me separately, and it was 0.75kg. My mother was1.25kg.. I said to my mother, "I must have picked more than you in the afternoon!" " "."Very good! Compare and see who has more! Hey! "Mom said happily. Because my mother knows that she must have picked more than me. 12:30, we went to another place and started picking tea. (From 12:30 to 17:00)
When I got home, I asked my mother to weigh it alone. Originally it was1.05kg, but my mother actually had1.5kg.. As soon as I listen to it, it's still not as much as my mother. But I'm still a little happy, because I picked 1.8 kg this day. Mom picked 2.75 Jin in one breath.
Later, the tea seller came. My mother and I sold the picked tea leaves to the boss of the tea collector. When weighing, I was stupid: mine actually weighed 2.05 Jin, but my mother turned it into 2.25 Jin. How did this happen? Did mom tamper with the scales, or did she tamper with the tea in my bamboo house? I deliberately approached the scale in the boss's hand and took a closer look. That's right! It's true that I weigh 2.05 Jin and my mother weighs 2.25 Jin.
I thought carefully about the whole process of picking tea leaves. I see: My mother must have bought the tea from her bamboo house and sold it to my boss to reward me.
When I got home, I asked about it. Although my mother refused to admit it, I could see from her happy face that she did.
Mom, thank you for your encouragement. No matter what I do in the future, I will never pursue things that don't belong to me; I just try my best to do what I have to do, as much as I can.