I am a person who does not know tea, and a visit to a teahouse in the school made me feel moved to taste tea.
Xinyang is the closest tea town I know. The concept of “five clouds with two pools” obtained by reading the materials was very trance, so in the early morning of a weekend, I took a bus alone to return to the tea village.
At the junction of spring and summer, the spring has lost the warmth of the past, and the burning face of the inflammatory sky has been raised in secret. All the way fluctuated, the people in the car were sleepy, but I was moved to put my head out of the window, greedy to breathe the fresh air from the tea tree, the tea tree on the mountain was green and rich, and the tea picking woman wearing a cool hat was flying between the tea rows, very focused. I am addicted to the beauty of the beautiful scenery and the dexterity of the people, the charm of nature and the smooth connection of the hard work of the people, sketching the magnificent picture in front of me.
At the beacon of Heilongtan, I got off the bus and saw this poem written on the stone wall beside the road: “The birds are chatting in the quiet mountains, and the fish are reading the moon in the clear water; Tea passers-by stop, wine drunk passers-by.” I don’t know if it is for famous people, but it is very interesting to feel contaminated. This time into the tea mountain, there is no direction, I will follow the direction of the target, along the straight path to the depth of the mountain. The tea trees on both sides of the mountain road go to the distant mountain cage, covering the mountain with thick and varied green clothes. Nearby rows and rows of tea trees like queued up to greet me this newly arrived tea seeker, I was very happy, enjoying the comfort that people can only have when they are close to nature.
At noon, I followed a group of tea pickers into a tea farmer’s home, the tea pickers will be back with a small bamboo basket holding tea, in turn to the owner of the courtyard appearance of a middle-aged woman, she is holding the bamboo basket around the swing up and down to see the tea in the basket, the face constantly exposed to the air of trouble, sometimes mouth will grumble and say something, I think most of them are blind to the tea. Picking tea is as long as two or three sharp leaves, tea women in order to more weight will always pick some big leaves into the basket, it is no wonder, a catty tea legend rumors to ten or two thousand buds, it is not easy! After reading the tea leaves, the middle-aged woman put the tea basket on the scale to look at the number of reports, and then poured the tea leaves on the ground in several large baskets. The oil-lubricated tea points are crowded along the way, waiting quietly, waiting for the selection of tea makers.
Tea should be very casual, since the moment of being planted by tea farmers, there is no longer any other hope, two hearts and one intention from the land, between the rocks to bring nutrition, to stretch the branches and leaves, and to open my life, in order to look forward to my most lonely face and beauty presented to the tea farmers before the Qingming Festival, from the picking – cool green – roasting – rolling – drying several heavy processes down, The green and fresh life evolved into another state, and it is this state that can comfort the tea farmer.
In the evening, after finishing the day’s work and eating dinner, the middle-aged woman happily put me to bed, and took out new quilts and sheets for me to spread, I thought that this family is really simple, really warm, really kind. Perhaps the mother talked about her son is the most credit work, middle-aged women have always praised her son to me how sensible and obedient, how hard to go to school, now admitted to the university, still helping the home to pick tea. Talking about her son bit by bit, she no longer complained about the tea pickers, no longer tired of hard work for a day, and saw a cheerful and lonely air hanging on her face, smiling and talking about her son’s trifles. Her son’s growth and understanding should be her biggest seed, perhaps this is the greatest joy of her life.
