Nong mang Cai cha composition

"cuckoo cuckoo, busy sister-in-law picking tea, old man little baby" is a dialect circulating in our tea village, which means that when cuckoo crows, the busy farming season will begin, and the old man and children will go into battle together during the busy farming season.

In fact, as early as before the cuckoo crowed, the tea garden managers were already as busy as a bee. 1, pruning, namely pruning branches and leaves at the top of the tea tree to make the tea tree form a sphere; Then it is weeding, fertilizing and leveling the soil. Around the Qingming Festival, tea picking gradually began.

Picking tea is picking up money on the tea tree! Tea farmers are also very busy and happy, but they have suffered from us since childhood. Every day, when the sky turns a fish-belly grey, I will be woken up by my parents. Generally, I have to call this three times, the first time is to say hello, the second time is to warn, and the third time there is no movement, so I have to go forward and uncover the quilt. In a daze, I took the bamboo basket handed me by the adults, one foot deep and one foot shallow, looking trance-stricken, stumbling through the heavy dew on the roadside and dawdling towards my tea garden. I will be scolded by adults along the way, and then I will reason with you: getting up three days early is worth a job. Baby, be sensible and help your parents do something.

When the sun rises in Ran Ran, their bamboo baskets are already full of green tea. The bright sunshine dispels the original laziness, bringing fresh air, fragrant wild flowers and green tea gardens, and their expressions are full at once. Carrying a basket full of tea leaves home, adults will hang freshly picked tea leaves on the concrete floor to prevent them from being soaked and burnt. Wash your face, have breakfast and go to another tea garden to pick it.

At night, it is natural to go home in the dark. I like my parents telling me to go home early to make a fire, cook, close the chicken and feed the pigs and do other housework. Although the work is hard, I prefer to stay at home and do things instead of picking tea.

Although picking tea is a manual job, it is very tiring. First of all, it's boring. Standing in the tea garden, I often hear the sound of picking tea. Of course, men can smoke a cigarette, and women can chat and occasionally tell a joke to make everyone laugh, but this is rare. I also count my father's cleverness. Sometimes I put the radio in a bamboo basket to enliven the dull atmosphere. Followed by low back pain. Picking tea is bending over and hanging in the air for a long time from morning till night, so my legs and feet are stiff and my neck is sour. Then it's rainy. You have to wear plastic film, and you have to take it off when you stand in the rain and fog with a bamboo hat. Your sleeves and pants are all wet and sad. Unless there is a knife in the sky, you can only hide at home. The phrase "tea is sharp at both ends, and it bumps at both ends in three days" means that the market situation of tea is unstable. I got a good price today, and it may drop a lot tomorrow. Besides, "picking tea before rain is a treasure, and picking tea after rain is grass." After a day, the tea leaves are much older. Therefore, it is always right to try to stay ahead.

Picking tea leaves is bitter, and making tea leaves is equally hard and high in technology. You can't be lazy in the seven or eight processes, otherwise the hard-picked tea can't buy a good price, and some of them are not good. Fixing, rubbing, drying, drying, baking ... a series of processes, but also to master the size of the heat. In this way, the tea will be green and fragrant. In the quiet mountain village, the tea is full of fragrance and the households are fragrant. "Green silk is all over Shan Ye, and every household smells tea" is true. After a large amount of tea leaves came from Grain Rain, they were only produced by the tea factory in the village. Every household sent people to finish the production of thousands of kilograms of original pieces all night. The next day, I had to go to the tea purchasing station in the town to verify the grade purchase. When I came back, some of them didn't sleep. They went straight to their tea garden with bamboo baskets on their shoulders. Sometimes they doze off while picking, swaying, like drunk, and really can't hold back and lean against the tea tree, snoring like thunder.

"When the chicken flies over the fence and the dog barks, you know that there are merchants coming to buy tea." The tea broker came to buy tea. After a while, the tea farmers told each other and went home to take out the prepared tea. There are jade buds before the Ming Dynasty, one gun, one flag, one fairy branch, and a curl of clouds. We also commented and communicated with each other, looked at the appearance, checked the color, smelled the fragrance, checked and weighed, and took out a lot of money. Adults with hard-earned money, tired face showed a happy smile.

Adults are so busy at this time that their front feet are so close to the back of their heads that they can't have two more hands. The unreasonable urchin took advantage of drinking water to go to the toilet and strolled to the river to catch fish and pull out small bamboo shoots. When the adults saw the baby was late, they stamped their feet and shouted loudly. When your family called his house, their voices kept ringing for a long time in the quiet valley-and the cuckoo in the forest cried unhurriedly, and the cuckoo sighed as if urging the busy tea farmers.