What are the sentences that describe "picking tea"?

Sentence 1

The blue sky, white clouds, and cool breeze blow in the face. This artistic conception makes people's hearts become yearning. You stand quietly on the endless sea of ??tea, like a goddess coming from the wind, pure and elegant. Because of you, the scenery of this tea sea becomes more beautiful.

Sentence 2

Looking at the tea mountain in the distance, surrounded by clouds and mist, the fragrance of tea is intoxicating, and the tea picking woman is looming, and the tea mountain people are singing into their dreams.

Sentence 3

After a few spring rains, the sleeping tea seedlings were awakened, and my thoughts were settled in the smoke of tea fragrance. In this life, I don't like beauties, I like fragrant tea, but I have a special liking for tea. In my spare time, I like to enjoy slow drinking alone, a transcendent state, a cup of tea, a good book, and a piece of famous music are enough.

Sentence 4

The tea-picking girl in Hsinchu carries a basket on her back, her beauty is as beautiful as the flowers. The sweet laughter pleases the mountain birds, and the joyful songs break through the mist. The maiden with beautiful lips welcomes the morning sun, and the red cheeks and pleated clothes send off the sunset. Use your delicate hands to sift out the tender melon slices, then bend over to bake the tender yellow buds.

Sentence 5

April in the human world is the time to pick tea. The time to pick tea is the most important. If it is too early, the taste will be incomplete, and if it is too late, the spirit will be scattered. At this moment, I had already made an appointment with the tea-picking girl, and I was riding a bicycle very leisurely. Along the way, I saw green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the scenery of spring was full. I welcomed the tea garden amidst bursts of joy and laughter.

Sentence 6

Your eyes are clearer than that pool of clear water, and your skin is more delicate than these buds; when the breeze blows, it lifts up your dark Your hair is fluttering with light gauze, that is your beauty blended into nature. If the spring breeze gives life to the buds, the sunshine gives warmth to the buds, and the rain and dew give the buds growth; and you use your slender hands to allow the buds to exert their greatest value. This is you, the quiet, gentle, kind and beautiful tea-picking girl.

Sentence 7

Looking at the patches of spring green in front of you, it seems that the tea-picking girls are coming with light steps, accompanied by waves of melodious singing. When I hear that figure, that smile, my heart has already been addicted to the fragrance of matcha, and I am drunk with the murmur of my heart. When I walked into the tea garden, the tangy fragrance floated to my nose, making me linger. At this moment, I was drunk in the tea garden, and the green trees were dancing in the silence. The hands dance among the branches and leaves, sometimes singing solo, sometimes in ensemble, eyes flying in the garden, fingers floating on the branches, tiny buds flying into the tea leaves, and in an instant, the tea leaves are overflowing with green.

Sentence 8

As the night progressed, the tea-picking girl fell into a sweet dreamland with a peaceful smile after a tiring day. Only the strong fragrance of tea was still there. The silence lingers in the night sky for a long time, like the sweet dream of the tea picker.

Sentence 9

The mist rises, and you are looming, dressed in white, the charming mountain flowers in the distant mountain stream. The willow leaves draw your eyebrows, the stream clears your eyes, the fragrance of flowers lingers on your strong nose, the camellia blooms and your red lips are slightly opened. Smiles fill your face, the purple veil hangs lightly on your face, and the buds of the tea garden bend under your slender fingertips. Only they know your beauty, and they kiss your fragrant finger muscles one after another, and jump behind you happily. of Bamboo Trichosanthes.

Sentence 10

At this time, my heart is filled with the joy of harvest and the longing for a better life in the future. After returning home with a full load, I remove the dust on my body and start processing the collected results. If we talk about making If spring tea has a novel feeling, then tasting spring tea will have an intoxicating feeling. After brewing, the tea buds are blooming and the veins of the leaves are green, like pieces of emerald dancing. After each leaf is exposed, the fragrance will linger on the lips and teeth after drinking, and the aftertaste will be endless. As the saying goes, the fragrance of tea spreads to you thousands of miles away, and leaves the fragrance of tea everywhere! If you want this fragrance, it will definitely be intoxicating.

Sentence 11

After seven o'clock one after another, the tea bushes were already crowded with people, but at this time, the mountain was a different scene. People chatted about household matters and joked with each other while picking tea. From time to time, a few older women would tell some dirty jokes, which made the people in the middle of the mountain burst into laughter. People on the mountain opposite heard the laughter coming from a distance, and they also shouted loudly and mixed in a few words to join in the fun.

People's enthusiastic and hearty laughter, along with the sound of picking tea one after another, merged into a sea of ??joyful singing and laughter in the quiet valley.

Sentence 12

I picked and picked tea leaves, picked and picked tea leaves! persist in! persist in! Keep it up! Finally it was lunch time, and my uncle delivered a lunch box. The lunch box is pretty good, General Biao’s, with big steaks, vegetables, soup, and fruit. Maybe I’m hungry, but my lunch in the wild was very delicious! My waist is so sore that I never want to stand up after sitting down to rest. It turns out that picking tea is so hard!

Sentence 13

Drinking tea is actually a state of mind. The fragrance of tea in front of you rises in the mist, twisting and turning like a young woman dancing gracefully. The dancing steps and the lifelike figures are mesmerizing. When the tea enters your mouth, you feel your body and mind being purified, filtering out impetuousness, and your heart gradually settles in the fragrance of tea. A long-lost sense of familiarity calms the desolation in your chest, and your mind becomes empty and peaceful. What is soaked in the tea cup is not only the color and aroma of the tea, but also your own persistence and desire. To enjoy life, you don’t necessarily have to be accompanied by delicacies from mountains and seas, and silk and satin. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind.

Sentence 14

A group of people who are dancing and writing, each sitting on the wicker chairs in a comfortable posture. Holding a fine porcelain floral tea bowl in hand, listening to the drizzle on the head and the "puff puff" of the umbrella cloth, looking at the tea trees all over the mountains and slopes, and the people in the tea room wearing small pointed bamboo hats, wearing various clothes, and hanging tea baskets , the women picked tea with their hands flying among the tea branches. The comfort and satisfaction made this group of people who were already wild and sensitive intoxicated.

Sentence 15

Let’s pick morning tea first, one bud and one leaf. There is a layer of flower-like buds growing on the dark green female tea tree. I carefully looked for the tea with only one bud and one leaf, then carefully picked it and put it into the yellow school bag. Two female classmates from Tongcheng County came over and grabbed the remaining tea leaves I picked up with their strong hands. Their schoolbags suddenly bulged. I reminded them: The teacher said they can only have tea with one bud and one leaf. The two of them smiled at each other and slipped away to find the next source of tea. At the end of the day, I was not lazy at all, picked one pound and six taels, and failed to complete the task assigned to me by the teacher.

Sentence 16

Looking closely, it is better to say that they are tea-making ladies, but they are all a group of old women in their fifties and sixties making tea. The wet bamboo hat bears down on the vicissitudes of life. The ravines on his face were squeezed by the years, so that his eyes could only stare at the withered and busy hands with lowered eyebrows. If you have a swollen and clumsy figure, no matter how graceful or agile you are, how can you still be interested in wearing red and green?

Sentence 17

In the early morning, when the sky is slightly illuminated, the little bird opens its sleepy eyes and sees tea-picking girls in twos and threes carrying bamboo baskets to the back of the house. Went to the tea mountain. The mountain is not particularly high, but it still takes an hour and a half to climb. The mountain road winds under the green and dense trees, and occasionally a few greetings from people who meet are heard. The dewdrops on the leaves are awakened by the pedestrians, and they roll down to the ground or the hair tips and shoulders of the pedestrians. The crisp chirping of birds, accompanied by the ticking of dewdrops and the sound of pedestrians’ footsteps, is so pleasant to listen to in the quiet morning.

Sentence 18

The cloud on the horizon suddenly turned into a dark cloud. The sky was dark and drizzle continued. All the tea-picking girls put on their bamboo hats and rushed home. The tea garden is green and shiny, and the fragrance of tea floats thousands of miles away. You ran to the tea pavilion, took off your bamboo hat, gently pulled a handkerchief from the sachet, and wiped the sweat off your face. No one is here, but you are still extremely elegant. The long braid is covered with water drops. You pull down a red rope with your beautiful hands, and the black hair flows like a waterfall. The hair is soft, shiny and smart. The wind blows, and the fragrance of the hair drifts with the rain.

Sentence 19

After about ten minutes’ drive, we arrived at the place where tea is picked. What is the place called? With my forgetful mind, I can no longer remember it. The tea garden is full of green tender tea, so beautiful! Start work and pick tea. But I can’t! Shame on you! But with my smart mind, I learned it quickly.

It’s just that this speed is really hard to compliment! I was picking tea and chatting with my mother. I felt very happy and happy! It’s rare that I can have such a heart-to-heart talk with my mother, and chat so freely. It’s such a rare opportunity, so great! It’s just that the temperature in the morning is a bit cold, so I tighten my collar, but I feel fine!

Sentence 20

The basket of tea leaves on her back is both leaves and flowers. When a fact is repeatedly imagined by her, no one can say that the flame is a plant, turning into a mulberry field in the sea. At that moment, she picked off the ancient tea tree. From then on, bursts of autumn waves appeared in the tea garden, conveying her charm to the grain rain in Baihuling. The softest tea branches only made her please the tree body, and It is not the fragrance in her hands that sneaks into the tea garden.

Sentence 21

A tea leaf fell slantingly on the east window in the hand of the tea-picking girl. Her grace rippled in the green waves and extended to her soft singing and skillful hands. Behind Chun Chun, at this time, Chunming was closer to the fog of Baihu Ridge than a piece of tea, but she was far away from the tea forest with rolling green waves, and the singing in her mouth was misty with the clouds and mist.

Sentence 22

After the rain, the sky clears, and the rainbow builds a bridge of seven colors from the horizon. The sun returns, bright and dazzling. You dress up as you did when picking tea, looking forward to Looking at the reappearing cloud on the horizon, your eyes are full of expectations. Are you looking forward to the good harvest of tea, looking forward to the right man in your dream, or looking forward to the fairy tale king to plow the fields, I will come The good life of embroidery?

Sentence 23

The picked tea forest has become a strong wind, and the fallen skirt leaves mirrors and tea fragrance in the singing of tea picking, just like the billowing wind and dust blowing away a brocade garment. Covered in the spring green, with her shoulders and neck as the morning glow, the fallen leaves at dusk are like birds, the quiet tea forest will float away from her thin green hairpin. Her graceful beauty must be hers.

Tea picking

Word explanation

Explanation: Tea picking is a Han folk song and dance genre. It is spread in tea-producing areas in southern China, such as Han areas in Guangdong, Guangxi, Jiangxi, Fujian, Zhejiang, Jiangsu, Anhui, Hunan, Hubei, Yunnan, Guizhou and other provinces. Also known as "tea song", "tea picking song", "singing tea picking", "lantern song", "tea picking lantern", "tea basket lantern", etc. Tea picking embodies the simple emotions of the working people of the Han nationality and plays a positive role in enriching spiritual life with its unique artistic thinking, strong flavor of life.

Example: "Koulip Tea" is to place a wicker object between the chest and receive the tender tea leaves bitten by the tea picking girl.