Tea-picking composition for eighth grade junior high school 600 words

Sipping the fragrant and delicious tea, I really felt that behind the fragrant tea, there is so much hard work of tea farmers. Here I would like to share with you some 600-word composition about tea picking for the eighth grade of junior high school. I hope it will be helpful to you.

Tea Picking Composition 1

"Cuckoo, cuckoo." The cuckoo stands on the branch, urging the spring rush. Young leaves sprout from the tea trees, absorbing the essence of spring. In the morning, I carried a small backpack and went to pick tea with my parents.

When I came to the tea garden, I saw at a glance that the trees on the hillside were very green, the grass was very green, the tea leaves were also very green, and even the blue sky and white clouds seemed to be dyed green. Looking at the green tea leaves, I grabbed them excitedly, and all the young and old leaves got into my little backpack.

"No, it's not picked like this! Come, let me teach you." Dad said while giving me a demonstration: "Pinch the stem of the young tea leaves with your thumb and index finger, and gently pick them. , the tea leaves fell obediently." Dad also told me that the old leaves of the tea tree are emerald green, and the young leaves are tender green.

I bent down and took a look, ah! It turns out that the old tea leaves grow under the tea tree, and the young tea leaves grow on the top layer of the tea tree. From a distance, it looks like a two-color bread. Under the guidance of my father, I picked it up in a decent manner. But every time I picked a tea plant, I had to put it in the basket, which was very time-consuming. Dad picked a large handful before putting them in his backpack. And my father had an even more powerful trick. Every time he picked a handful, he raised his big hand gently, and the tea leaves flew over his shoulders and flew into the basket, which made me stunned. And every time I throw it away, the tea leaves either hang on my shoulders or fly far away. This "shooting style" tea throwing method is really difficult to learn! Because I have too few tea leaves in my hand, and I don't have the proper strength to control it. I secretly glanced at my father's gestures and tried my best to pick as many tea leaves as possible with my little hands before throwing them away. Slowly, I no longer have to hold the small backpack in my arms, and the tea leaves dance happily on my shoulders!

The sun came out, and my head began to feel dizzy and a little tired. . It seems that picking tea is also very hard. This time picking tea made me understand: labor is not as simple as we think. And money is hard to come by. I picked it for almost two hours, and the tea only cost a few yuan. Many children spend money randomly every day. How many hours do parents have to work?

Tea Picking Essay 2

Today is Labor Day, and I am going to the mountains to experience tea picking. Tea workers live a meaningful Labor Day.

We gathered at Aunt Seven’s house very early in the morning to mobilize the whole family. We can drive for half an hour to a tea garden in Houcun, which is the hometown of my aunt and father. Along the way, our ears were working hard. The fourth aunt and the fifth aunt kept recalling their school and work records. On the way to the tea plantation, you will see piles of cow dung on the roadside, which also exudes a stench. I asked my mother: "Mom, why has no one cleaned up these smelly things? Piling them on the roadside affects the environment!" My mother said: "Over time, these feces will be sucked into the soil and become valuable fertilizer. So the local people will not clean it up in vain. "My mother knows a lot and speaks clearly, and I also know some common sense.

Pieces of green tea fields come into view, and each row is as neat as a line of babies. Tea picking has begun, and the local grandmothers told us that tea must be picked from the tenderest green buds. My mother and aunts were so enthusiastic about picking tea, they really looked like tea-picking girls. I picked it while playing, like a butterfly dancing in the air. Just as we were enjoying ourselves, my father and uncles came. They were going to go fishing in a nearby pond. My brother, sister and I were attracted, so we put down what we were doing and followed. Dad’s skills were so good that not a single fish was hooked for a long time. We really couldn’t stand it anymore, so we went picking green apricots with our brothers and sisters.

Time flies, and it’s lunch time. Uncle Six took us to his old friend’s house for dinner. By the way, I put the picked green sprouts in the workshop and dried them so that the tea master could fry them.

Unfortunately, my mother and I went back with my father during the afternoon at my father's work, and we were not able to see with our own eyes how the masters fried tea.

Although I only experienced the tea picking process this time and did not experience the tea frying, I realized the hard work of the tea picking workers. They have to work hard regardless of the wind or the sun. Therefore, labor is the most glorious, and working people are the most beautiful!

Tea Picking Composition 3

It was another Sunday, and I went to the tea shop with the teacher and classmates of Jinbi Composition. Zi picked tea.

As soon as we got on the bus, we were very excited, looking around here and there, like a group of rural farmers who had just entered a big city. But after the car drove for a while, all the freshness I felt was gone, and I was replaced by a dizzy and very boring feeling! The car finally stopped, but we hadn’t reached the tea garden yet. Because the road is too narrow, it is dangerous for cars to drive through. To ensure our safety, everyone can only walk to the tea garden. After getting out of the car, I felt much better, no longer dizzy or bored. After walking about a hundred or two hundred meters, we arrived at the tea garden.

The teacher of Jinbi Composition first talked to the tea farmers about whether they could let us pick tea leaves. After a while, the tea farmer nodded, and the teacher took us into the tea picking place. There was a hillside of tea leaves waiting for us to pick! The tea farmer said: "It takes one tea tip and two tea leaves to pick." As soon as I finished speaking, I picked a sample and showed it to the tea farmer. The tea farmer said, "Yes, that's how we pick it." So we rushed to pick tea. At the beginning, everyone was like bees gathering nectar, "clicking" in every place. After a long time, we didn't get much tea, and we were all anxious.

Dad told me: Tea picking is about patience. Picking tea in one place, you can only change places after picking all the tea in this place. After hearing this, I pulled my visor back to the back of my head, facing the sun and calmed down to pick tea. My hands picked two tea leaves and a tea tip. I became more and more skilled, and I had more and more tea leaves in my pocket. Looking at the tea leaves I picked, I felt an indescribable sweetness in my heart. But my classmate Guo Chengyu only picked a small half of the bag, so I gave him the tea leaves I picked later, but he said: "No, I want to pick it myself." After hearing this sentence, I thought: I want to pick faster! So I frowned, but my hands speeded up, but I picked less tea than before. It turns out that you can't rush when picking tea. I slowed down and picked more seriously, and finally picked more tea. Just when I was about to take a break, the teacher suddenly announced: The time is up! It turns out that I picked three full bags! I thought: This time our group must be the first!

The teacher’s evaluation begins Well, I clenched my fists and stared at the teacher. The winner was decided, and we still ranked second with a slight difference. Maybe it’s because someone was lazy for a while!

This time picking tea made me understand: to do things, you have to do it wholeheartedly. You must not be impatient, let alone take a little time to be lazy, so that you can do it. What a good thing!

Tea-picking composition 4

We prepared the tea-picking basket hanging on our waist early. As soon as 6 o'clock arrived, we set out to pick tea. Passing through buildings, crossing puddles, and winding roads, we arrived at the foot of Tea Mountain.

At the foot of the Tea Mountain, you can see tea trees everywhere. They are lined up in many rows, creating a lush green scenery. The mountain is not very high, but it is relatively wide. The flat top of the mountain is like a rooftop on a building and can accommodate thirty or forty people. Other tea pickers arrived half an hour earlier than us, at 5:30. Those tea pickers picked pieces piece by piece, like a group of hard-working ants in the tea mountain.

My grandma and I followed the footsteps of others and walked to a place slightly higher than the foot of the mountain. We each chose a piece of land and picked tea leisurely. Since this was my first time picking tea and I had little experience, I asked my grandma how to pick tea and which leaves on the tea tree to pick. Grandma said: "To pick tea, you use your index finger and thumb to pick it. The leaves you pick are the rolled leaves at the top." As she said, grandma demonstrated to me: Grandma held the basket in one hand and moved quickly with the other. I picked it on the ground, and what I picked was the top, smallest, and tenderest leaf.

While picking, my grandma said to me: "You have to pick tea at least this fast, and you have to keep it non-stop, otherwise you won't have five taels after 4 or 5 hours of picking." As I watched my grandma pick, I practiced it myself, thinking: "What's so difficult about this? It's so simple. Just pick them piece by piece and go faster." My grandma and I picked, picked, and picked, and in a short while we picked a bunch. I thought I had picked 2 or 3 taels, so I ran to my grandma and looked in her basket. I found that the tea I picked was less than my grandma’s, so I asked my grandma: "Grandma, what do you think of my tea?" Are there 2 or 3 taels of tea leaves picked in the basket?" Grandma replied: "2 or 3 taels? It's still very early! The most you can pick now is one tael!" "Oh!" I heard this. Bian was dejected and wanted to leave. Grandma continued: "Since you picked less tea with one hand, use two hands to pick it. It should be faster. And tea leaves should be picked rolled up, not opened. "That's it." I heard what my grandma said clearly, and I really admired her. I was also surprised that there are so many rules and methods for picking tea, and this small tea leaf cannot be ignored. After I finished talking to my grandma, I started busy again. After picking and picking, I reached the mountainside. I found that the tea leaves in the mountainside were large and up to standard, and there were a lot of them. I looked up at my grandma. He was still picking tea, and he was actually picking tea at the same speed, one piece after another. I went over and looked at my grandma's basket. There were twice as many tea leaves in it as I did! So, not to be outdone, I picked them one by one.

The sun has come out, and my tea-picking trip is coming to an end. Although I was a little tired, I was very happy. I also sold the tea I picked and earned 5 yuan!

Tea Picking Essay 5

"The stream is clear and the stream is long. , the scenery on both sides of the stream is so good...picking tea from the left and picking tea from the right, with both hands and eyes together, one hand comes first and the other comes last..." The melodious dance music echoed over the campus, and my thoughts returned to last spring.

At that time, my father and I went to my grandma’s house in Taishun. Behind my grandma’s house was a tea garden. Taishun’s “Alpine Cloud Tea” was very famous. I asked my father to take me to visit the tea garden. Walking up the winding mountain road, before we reached the tea garden, there was a strong fragrance of tea that hit our nostrils. The smell was so refreshing! I ran to the front with great excitement and told my dad’s nagging. I left the nagging behind! Hehe, I finally took a trip and had a great time!

The first one to arrive at the tea garden. The rows of green tea trees are rooted in the soil in an orderly manner, neat and full of vitality! Around Qingming Festival, it is the peak season for tea picking. Tea picking workers are busy working with bamboo baskets on their backs and moving their hands together! Look! Watching them skillfully operate the "lotus hands", I felt itchy in my heart. I really wanted to experience for myself what it was like to pick tea! I looked around, scanning constantly in front of my eyes. After several rounds of elimination, I finally selected one. Target, decided to start with the uncle who looked very honest and kind! "Uncle, can you let me help you pick tea?" The uncle looked me up and down and readily agreed! Watching the uncle pick tea. The tea looked like this, and I secretly had a wishful thinking in my mind. It would be a waste of time to pick pieces one by one! I don’t want to do this to my uncle! I want to pick a full basket before my father and the others arrive, and show it well in front of my father. I was so excited! So I couldn't wait to roll up my sleeves, stretched out my hands to those delicate tea leaves, and pulled hard, and I pulled out more than half of the front leaves of the tea leaves! Hehe, this is efficient. ! Just when I was secretly admiring myself in my heart, my uncle's words put me directly into the cold storage: "Children, picking tea is not like pulling out radishes. You don't need to use so much force. This method of yours is wrong! You have to pick tea. Picking them piece by piece is conducive to the growth of tea trees and the processing of tea leaves!" Suddenly, my face turned red like a ripe persimmon on a tree in autumn, and I was ashamed!

After the lesson just learned, I I started learning seriously, and when my dad and his gang arrived, although I had only picked a few pieces at the bottom of the basket, I felt very happy because I had learned another new skill!