When I was young, there were two more lively and happy things than wearing new clothes and setting off firecrackers to welcome the gods during the Spring Festival. One was from the village to show movies, and the other was popcorn. They came irregularly, and the village exulted irregularly. The news that the popcorn master who carried the burden went into the village always spread like wildfire. A bag of cigarettes was not enough. From the east end of the village to the west end of the village, the greedy men, women and children, especially the dolls, carried dustpans and bamboo baskets one, holding firewood (people who love to eat sweet will bring their own saccharin, which was too expensive to eat casually at that time), they walked out of each yard and gathered at the place where the popcorn master unloaded the burden. The place where our village has made common popcorn is located in the horse circle yard, which is a relatively large field located in the center of the village. It is usually a place where adults pass away when they are idle, animals roll, and dolls kick shuttlecock and jump ropes, when there are major events, such as popcorn and movies, animals will be tied to the stakes at the edge of the cliff, leaving this place empty for people to be happy. According to the order of coming first and then coming, the bamboo baskets and dustpans filled with corn were arranged in a row one by one. Some families didn’t have the ready-made corn, so they simply brought the corn cobs together and rubbed the corn down while queuing. Maybe the popcorn master could figure out how much money he could earn from this trip by looking at a long queue like a snake, but he could not see excitement from his expression. He lit the fire in the hearth with a firewood dipped in kerosene, put the corn into the black jar and sealed it hard. He began to pull the air box in one hand and rotate the black jar in the other hand, from time to time, the dolls who looked around with their eyes and fingers, and then smiled with full knowledge and satisfaction of everything in front of them. The dry and wet firewood will directly affect the speed of popcorn if it is hard or not (in fact, the calorific value), which depends on the scale reaction of the barometer. There is no doubt that the coal block is the most entertaining one. If you throw a few pieces casually, the temperature in the jar will rise. The second is driving firewood, which is a family with strong labors going to the back mountain far away, cutting down the trees and chopping them into firewood back (carrying them), or directly buying ready-made goods from the market. My family has neither money nor Labor, so I have to use corn sticks as fuel from local materials. In this way, the popcorn master will have to extend the time of shaking the machine. However, farmers don’t care much about this, and generally there is no obvious displeasure. The popcorn machine is a bomb in my opinion. In fact, not only me, but also many adults covered their ears and even closed their eyes, hiding far away. Some children are bold and don’t walk far behind the popcorn master. They are always ready to rush up to grab the rice flowers flying outside the straps and sacks. In order to prevent more rice flowers jumping outside, each family has its own preventive measures. Some people carry sacks, and some carry straps. The carrier may have been filled with dung or firewood, but the farmers always ignore these and knock them upside down on the ground for a few times, as if all the dirty things inside would run out. Or it is also possible that, according to the criteria of the banker’s family, things like firewood and dirt are not dirty originally. Even so, bang! After a loud noise, the vast majority of grinning rice flowers will be gathered in, but there will always be a small number of people scrambling to get out of the loopholes. At this time, the onlookers who were waiting for them were grinning with bigger mouths, pushing and pushing up. The naughty kid grabbed a handful of popcorn master’s arm and put it into his mouth, while the clever one picked up the ground silently, he ate happily even though he didn’t care to clean the soil on it. It was Rice flowers that lit the children’s happiness, and the children lit the air again. Happiness was like water waves spreading around. These years have passed, and many things are constantly changing with the times. They are either changed or technologically innovated. Occasionally I saw the popcorn machine under the corner of the street, which was still an old and unmoved style. Some doubts, did all this stay in our time? However, I often watched them nap in the corner of the wall, which was far less than the bustle we had at that time. Times are changing and lifestyles are changing. However, there are always people guarding one kind of life or another. It is this kind of lonely defense itself that makes us return to the past time occasionally to live in warm and visit ourselves in front of the unrecognized life. Of course, some memories are unique to a certain era, so is happiness.

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It was an early winter in 2014, when my wife was diagnosed with uterine tumor and needed surgery. We rushed to one of the best hospitals in B city to stay. There are more than ten patients in the same ward. Although it is a little messy, I am still pleased to be able to stay in time. All the examinations are finished, just waiting for the operation. After waiting for three days in a row, the doctor always said that he was too busy to stand. But I was worried. Although I asked for leave, there were so many things at home that I couldn’t afford to delay the time. At this time, a patient’s family member in another ward reminded me that you have to take the initiative to show a little bit to the doctor, or you have to suffer from the year of monkey and the month of horse, he said that his wife did the surgery after giving a gift …… I was in a dilemma when I heard that I had not given a gift for such a long time! But for the sake of my wife’s illness, I think I have to practice thick skin. According to that kind-hearted man’s instruction, I remembered what I should say, prepared the gift package that should be given, and went straight to the doctor’s office. When I walked to the door of the office, my heart jumped abruptly; Looking around, people around seemed to be watching myself. My face was red and I felt like a thief in my heart. I stood there stiffly with a drum in my heart …… finally I didn’t walk into the doctor’s office. When I returned to the ward, that kind-hearted person enlightened me for a while, and persuaded me to find opportunities and be responsible for my family. I feel deeply that I am incompetent and stupid: what others can do easily can’t be done by myself. I made up my mind that today I really want to risk my wife’s illness. When the doctor got off work, I saw the attending doctor walked into the dressing room and followed him immediately. I didn’t dare to see a doctor’s face. I recited a few words taught by a kind person, put down my wallet and returned it as if I ran away. My heart was about to jump out, and my face was feverish …… I really didn’t know how to get back to the ward. People in the ward looked at me with strange eyes. I also felt like a thief who had done bad things. I was really ashamed to meet others when I lay on the bed and covered the quilt quickly! The next morning, the head nurse informed us to move from Ward 15 to Ward 1 and prepare for surgery in the morning. Ward 1 has only two beds, spacious and quiet. The attending doctor went to the ward in person and instructed the aspects to be paid attention to and the matters to be prepared before the operation. The operation started at ten o’clock, and soon the operation ended smoothly. My hanging heart finally fell down. I understand that the gift-giving plays a role in living in a good Ward and having surgery in time. This time I did get the benefits brought by the gift-giving. However, this matter has been stabbing my heart and lingering. At the thought of this matter, my face got a fever and my heart beat abruptly. It took a long time for me to settle down. Usually, I am afraid that people will talk about gifts, especially that someone will invite me to give gifts to others. I always wonder when I can do things without giving gifts! I am looking forward to …… I am writing this article, which is just about my life experience and some thoughts and feelings. For some helpless actions made by friends to survive, I am both sympathy and understanding! I hope you don’t misunderstand my friends, thank you!

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Once again, I set foot on the land of the country and kissed the green of the country. When the hot sunshine shines through the fruitful fruits of the farm, the three friends we met followed the steps of Mid-Autumn Festival to a wonderful vineyard and began a romantic journey of picking grapes. The string of grapes hanging on the vine, quiet, heavy, full of autumn love, smiled gently in the deep of the farmyard, whispered the Heart song, and sang the full sweet heart. With a pair of scissors and a basket, we bent down and floated into the vineyard full of dark fragrance. There are strings of purple grapes full of particles hanging on a row of grape racks. When you face the lovely fruit, the scissors in your hand really don’t know which string will be good, first, I picked one and tasted it. Cautiously, just like a bird who was afraid of flying away and resting in the shade of the tree, I picked one and put it on my lips. I took a sip of it gently, with a faint scent, the sweet smell goes straight into my heart! When strings of grapes bigger than my palm were put into baskets, when baskets of grapes sank to the farm house where I couldn’t carry them, our hands were full of sweet grape juice, sticky and Sweet, like a lollipop wrapped in honey, filled with the mystery and romance of rose fragrance. My heart has already been filled with beauty, enjoying the joy of pastoral and harvest. Dear friends, you may as well invite your family or friends to the orchard of the farm in your spare time, meet with the fruitful fruits and put baskets of sweetness into your heart……

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It was by accident and suddenly that I remembered the nursery rhymes and folk songs sung in my childhood. As soon as the gate of memory was opened, there would be a rolling homesickness, surging out and those native memories, those plots and fragments which were engraved in the heart and Sea became particularly clear at this time. In those years gone away, there were clearly standing in front of them, stretching out their hands and touching them, and they could really feel their edges and corners, its good-natured. Details about folk customs and local accent and nostalgia will be completely awakened from the bottom of my heart at this time, turning into countless touching and soft-hearted tentacles, tangled and scattered in my body, it fills every crack in the soul, and makes people truly feel the simplicity of the country, the sincerity of human feelings and the long and touching of the four winds in such touch and entanglement, taste the local flavor that has been brewing for a long time in my heart, and taste the hometown Miaomiao that has gone through a long time and is deeply hidden in my heart. There will be such emotional ups and downs, because it depends on the nourishment of one side of the country, the gift of those mountains and ridges surrounding the village, and the hardworking and simple ancestors, not only have villages been built among mountains, but also the hopes and expectations of generations have been placed in the inheritance of blood. Children’s songs and nursery rhymes are a part of all the folk customs. It is these popular and catchy folk rhymes that sow the seeds of culture in the young Hearts of generation after generation, he buried the foreshadowing of writing words and words. In the era of lack of material and spiritual food, these folk songs were undoubtedly the cultural enlightenment of rural children when the seniors taught them orally, and they were also nourished by these folk cultures, many children in rural areas, while inheriting the folk culture, learn more cultural knowledge through their own efforts, and finally go out of the countryside to find a place of distant heaven belonging to themselves. Folk songs in rural areas are an extremely important part of colorful folk culture in remote villages. Although it is rarely seen in written records and spread with certain regional characteristics, it is handed down from generations of people orally, the influence is extraordinary, and naturally the charm is infinite. It can even be said that it is a series of rural folk songs that nourish the healthy growth of the young generation. It is these classic folk songs that make people’s lives not pale, only in those extraordinary days can we still keep the enthusiasm of life and pry into the deep taste of life through the cramped days. No matter the adults or children living in the countryside, when singing these folk songs, the unique charm of time will emerge in the bottom of their hearts and be in front of them, unfold a magnificent picture scroll, and the person singing the ballad, who is the brilliant protagonist in this scroll, will have a life state which is hard to describe. All of these are related to everyone’s life accumulation, not just this kind of taste lingering. When I remember the folk songs that I grew up with all the way, I will naturally remember the village where I grew up, grew up in the embrace of the village, and the hairiness gradually increased among my parents and parents. Those folk songs of children’s songs, it has become an inseparable part of the growth experience. It is because of the instruction of ancestors and parents and the love of villagers that many rural children feel the warmth of the countryside when they are young. From the time of memory, there is a colorful country world in my heart, and folk songs are the most attractive medium in this colorful world, singing children’s songs and reading children’s songs once, the moving part about the countryside will cause countless ripples in the bottom of my heart. Since it is said that one side of water and soil cultivates one side of people, this side of water and soil also achieves the local folk customs, folk songs and folk songs, the locality of folk songs, and the regional spread, which also follows the mountains, mountains, rivers and rivers. Looking at these classical folk songs, besides entertainment, they also have the spreading function of local culture. Although there is a lot of randomness, there is no lack of enough artistry, especially the creativity and colorful imagination of fellow villagers, after mixing a lot of materials into real life, the nursery rhymes are not only brightly colored in the region, but also have the sublimation of common emotions. Therefore, they can be spread continuously from generation to generation. Reviewing these folk songs in rural areas, you will recall those childish years that belong to you, and recall your parents who have suffered a lot and still do not change their passion for life. It seemed that I was still the little girl who didn’t want to fall down in my mother’s arms, listening to my mother singing slowly, the little swallow dressed in floral clothes, as if I was sitting on my father’s ankles, bumping up and down, listening to my father’s vigorous baritone, reading it with great interest, riding on a pier, and being a scholar, such a time has already left an indelible mark in every young heart, although the years are ruthless, it will wash away many traces of time. I believe that the unique taste of life for every child will not disappear, just like this village, no matter how it changes, all of them have their own unique flavor, which is more like these classic folk songs, engraved in the soul, which are unchangeable folk customs. When I think of these folk songs, I will feel the softness and warmth in my heart. The softness is because of the continuous homesickness, which leaves us a rural world where we can recall freely. The warmth is because of those people, those things and the fragments of life that we had in the past, it will make people reluctant to give up, and will make people sigh with emotion. Although it is a little far away and the memory is somewhat vague, once the gate of memory is opened, everything will gradually become clear, standing in front of us and deep in the heart, exudes unique fragrance. It is with these local customs rooted in the heart and the nourishment and edification of these folk songs that children in rural areas always have irreplaceable scenery in their hearts. Even if they leave the countryside for thousands of miles, I will still recall and yearn for the countryside over and over again. Not because of anything else, just because in my own heart, I have planted a rural style, and the countryside in my memory is so beautiful. Even if people are at the end of the world, how can they give up. The reason why I wrote this series of “country folk songs” was that these folk songs had roots in my heart. Although I didn’t care about them for some time, I suddenly remembered that there was a lot of flavor. I know that my talent is limited and it is difficult to have a better description, but I am willing to express my inner feelings with plain words. This is also a man from the countryside who never forgets the countryside, pour out from the heart.

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Today, I still wear a skirt to go to work, and the autumn wind downstairs is so cool, the whole person is very refreshing, and the mood is natural, the wind blows the hair and skirt, carrying my favorite backpack and listening to my favorite dynamic music, the whole person seems to be spinning and running, because every time I go out, I come out from home late, therefore, listening to music is dynamic every time, so the pace can be faster. Hey, time is very tight, but I am still happy and satisfied. I live day by day, and my youth is losing day by day, the 25-year-old time will become a memory again! Looking back, what did you do? I can’t let nature take its course. I can only double it. I am afraid that time runs too fast. When my youth is gone, will I still come to pursue it urgently? If you want to work hard at that time, you can’t fly any more! Looking back, I am still waiting for you there, the youth that never passes away in the deep heart!!

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Seeing the younger brothers and sisters waiting for graduation on campus, I really envy them. After graduation, they can step into the next stage of life. Although the campus time is beautiful, it can be considered complete only when you step into the society. The beautiful things and directions are the most suitable to exist in memory. Recalling my university, I found that I didn’t miss it. I have always been a person who is not good at calculating carefully. I have been confused for four years. I didn’t know until I entered a higher school that it was a pity that my previous time was wasted. I felt sad. Now, under the teacher’s command, in the huge shadow of homework, I am like a rubber ball, kicked from Monday to weekend, from school to holiday. The teacher said, learning needs to be done step by step, but we are rolling a deep track, rolling skin and flesh. It is too late to entertain and contemplate. Fortunately, the soul has always been great and lofty as it thinks. There is no need to stop waiting. Only occasionally, my heart can’t be strong. I was inculcated with a lot of things, and I also knew that it was just like dragon killing skills. I was afraid that I had nowhere to display it in the future, but I still loved it, just like my facial features, although it was not enough to please others, but it is crucial to me. The feeling of being unable to write homework on such a cloudy and night-like day is really, summer vacation is close at hand, but people are not far away! I always feel that I am a wayward person, letting my likes and dislikes come. When rising, we don’t care about the consequences. When I graduated from college, the so-called cruel reality was thought to be just a matter of distance, and no matter how long the distance was, it could not stand the footsteps of the living. Therefore, in that season when birds lost their companions, they stubbornly threatened to walk out of the miracle. The decision was very straightforward, but the journey after the decision was extremely difficult. Yes, on a day like today, it is dark and cold. When the wind blows, the green leaves and grass waves all the way go layer by layer, and are very low. Lonely moments roar and live, magnificent momentum, you have nowhere to escape. China is so vast. I really wish she could be smaller. It takes dozens of hours to sit on a train without swelling feet. Sometimes you will feel that you are full of tears in your stomach. If you touch it a little, the tears will burst and your mood will collapse. But people can’t take too much pity on themselves. I will tell myself that it’s no big deal. It will be gone if I endure it, and I won’t die. Maybe you don’t know, people are very strange. When your mind is spinning for homework, your heart will suddenly surge like a tide; When you smile like a flower talking about the Earth, there is a burst of pain in the deep of your eyes; when you rush to East and West, your thoughts are fluttering quietly. Maybe everyone has such experience. Sensitive people only care about the heart, so she seems sentimental. Ordinary people can’t catch the internal changes, so she lives easily. However, most people can deeply understand both of them. This is not a split. If you accept and endure it, it means that you have grown up. Perhaps when it comes to hardship and pain, many people will think that this is a vocabulary that young people strongly use and has no real content. I really hope this is the case, so that I can comfort myself, in fact, it is not that bitter. But people are the animals who know that suffering will also persist, because everyone feels that happiness will appear soon. If there is a God or an immortal telling you clearly that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be Today’s repetition, then what hope is there to live? The reason why we don’t commit suicide is that we have hope for the future, and the process of our living is roughly like this: we are eager for happiness to come, begging for happiness to stay and waiting for happiness to come again. I won’t tell you that I haven’t met each other ten times in five years.

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On Sunday, I strolled on Bangchui Island. The broad natural scenery and delicate cultural landscape made me relaxed and happy, as if it was a fairy, with few visitors. Birds sang softly under the shadow of trees in the sunshine, feeling depressed for a long time, I was suddenly opened up by the fresh air and beautiful scenery. I was in a good mood! All of a sudden, there were several wonderful kittens crying from the bushes beside the road, and then a white kitten flashed in front of my eyes like a wonderful angel falling from the sky, I couldn’t help saying hello to it: kitty, kitty surprisingly, that Kitty stopped its steps and responded to me: wonderful. I came with interest and whispered to it as if I saw the child next door: Kitty, and teased it again: Kitty, come on, come on, come on, I greeted it and gestured to let it come. At this time, a passerby happened to pass by, seeing an old woman of my age talking with a kitty with great interest, I was also interested in it, so I called it to the kitty and said, “Kitty, but it’s useless. The Kitty doesn’t care at all. Maybe this kitty doesn’t like men. It only looks at me, I still didn’t mean to walk away, and walked towards me step by step. I felt more interesting, so I squatted down and said to it: Kitty, who threw you into the wild, tell me, I said he would go. It came over and walked under the tree, with its body clinging to the trunk. Its snow-white tail was raised high, swinging in the air like an earthworm, and constantly wonderful as if answering my question, I talked to him with questions and answers. In fact, I don’t like cats in my heart. I prefer dogs. I always think cats are poor and rich, but this cat is very cute, it was so common and close to people. I met it by chance, but it was really rare that it could understand my kindness. In this nature, the connection between human beings and animals is really too close, let alone pets such as kittens and dogs. Only hateful, those irresponsible pet owners, once they don’t like it, abandon these pets which are completely dependent on others. What’s worse is to abandon the wilderness! How do you let these little pets live? I hate such irresponsible people! They should be lashed, just like men who should abandon their wives and find new lovers. Sincerely say to those who are raising small pets: Please, if you don’t love it, find a good destination for your pet. In this life, you pass by your kitty or puppy, which is exchanged by looking back one thousand times in your previous life. Please cherish your fate……

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Because the newspaper has to publish a special edition of whole-food seafood food, it begins to study how to eat seafood and make seafood dishes. It is said that the earliest celebrity famous for eating seafood was Xu Yue. Xu Yue (? ~ 220), the word Gong He. Famous mathematician and astronomer in the Eastern Han Dynasty, who was the earliest creator of the abacus in the world, came from Laizhou city, Shandong province. It is said in the book that only when he eats seafood at a time can he be happy. To be honest, I am doubt that making seafood is a fine job. Eating seafood is a kind of culture, as a scholar who studies mathematics, how can he have time to study seafood recipes? Later I realized that he had a good family and had servants, so he didn’t have to cook in person. People say that most seafood is rich in nutrition, which can nourish the brain. He can write mathematical works such as “records of mathematics” and “use of calculating classics”, etc, is it related to the lifestyle of eating seafood? Eating seafood becomes a mathematician, and the benefits are great. The first book which records a large number of seafood cooking practices is “supplement with garden food list” written by Qing people, which imitates Yuan Mei. There is a seafood named Yan Ruyu inside, which has an appetite as soon as you hear it. The main ingredient is big lobster, and the auxiliary materials are cucumber, watery millet, egg white, white sauce, etc. Although many auxiliary materials are not clear about what they are, but it was still because of this name for a long time, thinking that it must be a dish with excellent color, fragrance and shape. Just looking at this name, I felt it was so warm and lovely. The first book that records the function of seafood supplement is Compendium of Materia Medica. As we all know, Compendium of Materia Medica is a pharmacopoeia. Read it carefully, you will find that it is also a book about how to eat healthily. These two days, I reread Liang Shiqiu’s “elegant house and talk about eating”, and there are also many pages about seafood. Mr. Liang lived in the north for a long time. After reading his works carefully, he realized that although he hadn’t even seen the yellow mud snail, it didn’t hinder his love of seafood. There were still differences between sea and river objects. I always have a question: Mr. Liang was born in Beijing and his ancestral home is Yuhang, Zhejiang province. It seems that he seldom returns to his ancestral home, and Yuhang doesn’t depend on the sea. Why does he like seafood so much? As a result, seafood dishes became indispensable on his dining table. It was really amazing! Mr. Zhou said: seafood dishes like fried sea melon seeds with scallion oil and scallop fans are good, prawns are also good, and there is another thing I like very much, which is oysters. He knows how to keep in good health, but I just know that oysters are not only seafood, but also traditional Chinese medicine, which can benefit yin and yang, calm the nerves, calm the nerves, eliminate phlegm and disperse knots. It can also be seen in the traditional Chinese medicine room. According to the chef, when making oysters, you must boil them thoroughly. You can eat ginger and onion or dip them in vinegar, which is very delicious. Mr. Liang said in “yashe talk about eating” that he put oysters in sauerkraut hot pot. In this way, the soup is fresh, but it seems not good to make oysters become condiments, at least I am is quite humbled by it.

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There is Jiamu in the South, which is the word in “Tea Sutra”, which can be called the summary of a Tea Sutra. The original text is, tea maker, Jiamu in the South, literally, that is to say, in the South, there is a kind of beautiful green tree called tea tree, whose tender buds and leaves can be made into a drink, which is called tea. The south here refers to the general geographical orientation, which is different from the precise division of geographical location. My hometown is located in the mountainous area of Taihu County in the north of Yangtze River and southwest of Anhui province. It is located in the intersection of North and South. The four seasons are distinct, the temperature difference is obvious, and the diversity of plants is also obvious. Among many crops, tea, it has an unusual weight. Not only tea has become an indispensable flavor in the daily life of the villagers, but also, as a kind of forest fruit economy, it will bring good economic benefits to the villagers every year. When did my hometown start to grow tea? I didn’t study it carefully. I could only say that it has a long history. Some clues should be found in historical records, and there is no need to do specific research. But as one of the charm of life, the same among the seven things, the ancestors who have accompanied the hometown have gone through generation after generation, generation after generation, no matter the smoke is everywhere, or they live and work in peace and contentment, metropolis is one of the essential tastes. As long as I can remember, I have known that the tea trees scattered on the edge of the field are the money tree of the countryside. Although it can’t create rich wealth, if it is missing, parents will be more in poverty, the day of the peasant household will be tighter. In the second and third months of spring every year, when enjoying the spring breeze and going into the ravine, trees of all sizes feel the warmth of spring and spare no effort to bloom new buds. Clusters of tea trees naturally refused to fall behind. After three to five spring rains, the Roaring Spring breeze blew again. Before and after the spring equinox, the tea buds in the axils of the leaves also peaked out their pointed heads happily, the fine fluff and the little Dew hanging on it are really cute. When there were leaves and buds, the peasant woman who was hardworking and thrifty and could not help holding the House would carry a small bamboo basket and drill into the tea trees to pick tea. Her quick hands were just like chicken pecking rice, moving rapidly among tea trees, the fresh and tender tea picked up is filled in the bamboo basket, which has the peculiar fragrance of the stock. Generally, tea is picked in the daytime and made in the evening, so at dusk, the whole village is filled with strong tea fragrance. At this time, the fragrance of fried tea from every household flies over the roof and gathers together, with the cool night wind blowing everywhere, the thick tea fragrance is distributed between the heaven and earth. If the newly arrived guests happened to meet the season of picking tea, there would be lingering tea fragrance in any corner, so I didn’t know how happy I would be. When we were young and our elder sister hadn’t got married, mother and elder sister worried about picking tea at home. When they picked tea, father was busy with the work in the field. This was the case when it was a big group, and the responsibility system was the same after that. But in the evening, when making tea, it was time for my father to show his talent. At that time, the production of fine tea had not emerged, which was almost all fried green tea. But the kung fu on hand determined the appearance of the tea. It could even be said that the color, fragrance and shape were all the same as that of the producer, closely related. My mother was cooking tea on the stove table, while my sister put the fire at the door of the stove and put a handful of fresh grass into the pot. The sound of sound was Pilling, the water vapor was rising, and the white was green. She wrapped my mother in it, there are some floating meanings. My father was in the room, setting up the flat Bluestone, taking over the fried tea and grass sent by my sister, gathering them in the palm of his hand and rolling them hard on the bluestone. Don’t underestimate such a simple action. If you don’t get the point, a bunch of tea and grass will be everywhere, which will affect the quality of the tea, and you can’t keep up with the progress. The tea grass was very obedient in my father’s hand. It was rolling around and around, and it was not messy at all. There was almost no tea grass scattered outside the palm of my hand. Compared with us, be more obedient. Rolling tea and grass is not only vigorous but also skillful. It depends on personal feeling that when to force, when to withdraw force, when to twist the rope, and how much pulp is most suitable, in essence, it is everyone’s housekeeping ability. The tea that was not easy to pick home, the one that didn’t want to be made into the first-class good tea, the buyer was happy, he was willing to pay a good price, and he was full of praise. Could the taste in his heart be beautiful? Of course, every link is very important to make a good tea. The aging and tender degree of tea grass and the fire when making tea should not be underestimated. First of all, good tea can only be produced with good grass, which is a prerequisite. On this basis, every link can be handled properly, which is almost done. When the tea grass is fried, it will be broken when rolling. When it is made into dry tea, there will be more foams. If it is soaked out, there will be no branches and leaves. No matter how good the soup color is, it will also be criticized by the buyer; If, leaves are scorched, easy to break, but also affect the color of the soup. Only a veteran for many years can fry a pot of tea properly. The color of the soup is bright and clear, and the branches, leaves and leaves stretch in the teacup, it is no different from growing on tea trees. Before we couldn’t move our hands, our father and mother all made tea by ourselves, one Fried, the other kneaded, and then dried and dried in a big pot. If they were together, it is always a good dry tea, making a cup of tea, which is pleasing to the eye and tastes full of taste. After living in the countryside, I gradually learned to make tea with my parents. Although it was not well-made and not at the same level, people who planted tea had experienced the ups and downs in person. The taste contained in the tea, on clearer. But at that time, most of the tea in hometown was planted sporadically. Except for the only few public tea houses, there were no tea gardens. The tea production was limited to the main road varieties, and there was no fine production now. The tea leaves in my hometown are planted in large areas. The fine picking and production should start in the 1980 s and 1990 s. From then on, there is not only traditional fried green tea in my hometown, moreover, tea leaves like baked green tea, pre-rain tea, pre-Ming tea and various famous tea have all developed rapidly, which gives many folks who love tea more choices, it also makes the men and women who travel far away have more extravagant hopes. In every taste, there is the favor of the hometown, and in every taste, there is no lack of the fragrance of the soil of the hometown. Taihu Lake, the hometown, is just an epitome of tea-producing areas. There are more famous tea products than those in the hometown. This is exactly the words in the Tea Sutra that Jiamu is in the South, it is because of such a kind of forest that there are so many natural flavors and human feelings. Of course, there is no less taste of life and time.

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