1 tea picking
Go to grandma's house to pick tea with mom and dad on weekends. Grandma's tea is in the back hill of her house. After breakfast, we set off together.
When we arrived at the tea garden, a piece of green tea came into view. My father and I share a cloth bag, and everyone else has one. Let's choose separately. In a short time, grandma, grandma and mom all picked a lot, only my father and I fell behind and picked very little. When my mother saw me picking tea so slowly, she knew I couldn't pick tea. She looked at my bag and burst out laughing. Grandma came over, too. She smiled and said, "Qi Bo, are you breaking tea branches?" I looked at grandma's basket and found that it was full of green leaves and no branches. I understand what happened. My mother taught me: "there is skill in picking tea." It doesn't take much effort. Just put two fingers on the tea stalk and pinch it gently, and it will break. " Mom said and showed it to me. Just like my mother, pick it up slowly. Finally, I will. It really doesn't take much effort to choose like mom. Because I also mastered the skill of picking tea, I picked it faster and faster. Slowly, my father and I picked more tea than my mother and grandmother. I am so happy. Seeing my happy appearance, my father said, "I have to write a composition when picking tea today." I readily agreed: "On a sunny morning, my parents and grandmother and I went up the mountain to pick tea ..." "Very good, very good." Dad began to praise me.
Soon, it's time for lunch. My schoolbag is full and my heart is beautiful.
2 picking tea leaves
Spring is the season when everything revives, with pleasant tranquility and freshness. What do you think of in spring? Delicate flowers, green grass or wandering butterflies? As for me, the first thing that comes to mind is the green tea all over the mountains.
It rained in Mao Mao two days ago, but it finally cleared up today. I have an appointment with my sister to pick tea. Just at the foot of the mountain, I looked up at Chashan, and all I could see were dark green tea trees, moving slowly among the tea leaves. It turns out that they are villagers picking tea.
On the mountain, looking around, the tea leaves are basically dark green. At the tip of the green shiny tea tree, a little green tea bud appeared, as if to say, "Welcome, children!" " I look at this beautiful scenery and can't wait to blend into this green ocean at once.
I competed with my sister to see who picked more. At first, I concentrated on picking tea leaves: holding the tea handle in one hand and picking tender tea in the other. Soon, the bottom of the small basket was covered with a layer of green. But it didn't take me long to get impatient. I always pick for a while, either picking azaleas in full bloom by the mountain stream or catching butterflies with branches. My sister saw me like this and said, "Phoebe, you must concentrate on your work." You can't be half-hearted. Don't fish like a kitten! " After listening to my sister's words, I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and quickly picked it up. How time flies! I feel like I've been picking it for a while. Why at night? My sister is urging me to go home.
When we got home, my sister and I hurried to sell tea. The boss who bought tea weighed us, and I chose more tea than my sister. I shouted happily, "I picked more than you, more than you."
Looking back now, picking tea is really interesting. It not only makes me realize the hard work, but also makes me realize the happiness gained through labor.
3 make tea
Today, I learned to make a cup of tea by myself. I washed the cup first and took out some tea from the tea box. These teas are not beautiful at all. They are dry and hard, wrinkled and ugly.
I poured the water from the water bottle into the cup everywhere, and the transparent water gently slipped into the cup. Suddenly, the hot air jumped from the bottom of the cup and swayed in the air with the wind. The tea in the cup is also rolling around in the cup. Tea leaves, which have just dried hard, have begun to stretch their limbs slowly and become softer and thinner than leaves. Like an ancient dancer, she twisted around in boiling water and danced in the water by herself. Jump until you jump to the bottom of the cup, and then you fall asleep like a sleeping child, motionless and very quiet!
I waited for a long time in front of the cup before I stood up gently, swaying from side to side like a drunken girl. Suddenly, it flew again. It seems to drive other leaves and fly together. It is green, like a piece of green gauze. "How beautiful!" I can't help admiring.
Vaguely, a faint fragrance came to my face, and the tea was ready.