Sentences describing camellia oil

1. My hometown is rich in tea oil, and the camellia trees all over the mountains are the warmest scenes in my memory. Camellia oleifera is the most common tree species in my hometown. She lived in harmony with pine trees for a long time, using space layer by layer. Twenty years later, the pine trees have all been withdrawn, while the shrub camellia oleifera is still stubbornly sticking to its position.

My hometown is Loudi, Hunan, a small town in the south of the Yangtze River with beautiful scenery and surrounded by mountains. My hometown is rich in products. Tea oil, tea leaves and Yongfeng hot sauce are all famous and sell well at home and abroad. Camellia oleifera is a well-known tea tree, belonging to small evergreen trees of Camellia, and its fruit can be used to extract oil. October is the season when Camellia oleifera flowers bloom. There are white flowers on the camellia trees all over the mountains, bees are flying among the flowers, and birds are singing in the branches, which is nothing like spring.

Camellia oleifera is very inconspicuous in the eyes of garden connoisseurs. It has no perfect weird tree shape and strange colors. Just like a simple village girl, wearing coarse clothes made by farmers and a strong ponytail, she is at most a wild flower in her hometown. It is extraordinary and pure, living in a world without noise. But it always makes people in my hometown miss it.

4. Time slips away quietly in the process of heavy fruit of Camellia oleifera, and it will soon be late autumn and early winter. It's time to pick tea seeds At this time, the green camellia trees are full of white camellia, like snow. Round tea seeds sparkle between green leaves and Qionghua. The old people in the village vividly call this wonderful scene of flowers and fruits on the same tree "holding a baby." Men, women and children in the village go out together and pick tea seeds with bamboo poles, hooks and baskets. Everyone is laughing and making noise, like a nest of wild bees, waking up the sleeping mountain forest. Children carry small net bags and look for fruits left by adults. A large group of children are running, rolling or playing field games in the Camellia oleifera forest. Tired of playing, everyone is holding a hollow fern tube in their mouth and sucking the sweetness of camellia like bees. When he was full of nectar, he chose a sunny glade to sit in the sun. Looking at the distant mountains, guessing who are in the caves and what kind of world is outside the mountains, everyone thinks it is sweeter than honey.