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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After working in a depressing environment for a long time, you have to have some fun. Some people like to go to night clubs, some people like to drink and have dinner, some people like to play games online, and many people in our factory like gambling, which you xi golden tie. There are small gambling circles, big gambling circles, and big gambling circles. Sometimes these two groups of people are connected to each other. The small gambling people make a big bet once, and most of them hit their heads. If they win by luck, will be caught gambling circle cannot extricate oneself, caused strong men gone consequences. While the big gamblers came to the circle of small gamblers, which was a reflection of joining in the fun. He looked down upon this half mu of land at all. Even if he lost a little, it was just a matter of pulling a root out of Wu Kong’s body, which was not. Small gambling is usually for entertainment. In order to enrich the Spare Time Life, the nature of big gambling changes. It wins or loses tens of thousands in one night. The stimulation and tension are self-evident. After a game, it is more tiring than going to work, this is what they told me. Most of the time, they always play from work to work, and then continue to play after work. It is important to make money, and they feel that it is a waste of time to sleep. However, when it comes to work, they lose their heads one by one, half squinting their eyes, they fell asleep when they didn’t pay attention. This technique could not be learned by applying for a training class. I remember once, a colleague came to me to test the product, put it down and fell asleep behind me relying on the wall. I didn’t know he was asleep at that time, he asked him what model the product was. He Said straight, what did I say, and he said straight. I was totally confused at that time. Later I asked him if he created the atmosphere on purpose. He said that he really fell asleep at that time and he didn’t remember anything he said. The staff above are good, and there are even more possessed. At that time, the staff came to inspect the product and put a hammer in front of me. I said, “Buddy, our factory does not produce hammers, but only car wheels. He was about to fall asleep and was hooked back by my words. He said, “I’m dizzy, my product is still on the machine. I went on to say: you are better than Newton. He just boiled the watch when boiling eggs. You want to take a hammer as a rim to export to Japan. Working with such a tired spirit naturally has many potential safety hazards, because the machine does not have long eyes, no matter whether you are a gambler or not, as long as you hit its muzzle, the round one is pressed flat for you, and the long one is cut short for you, which will never show mercy. Therefore, if you want to open your eyes wide, you must raise your spirit first, so as to reduce the possibility of becoming a cripple of insurance policies. In fact, after a year of gambling, only a few people won the money, and most of them were in a state of loss. The reason was that if they lost, they had to pay money from their pockets, and if they won, they would have to be discounted, because the winner wants to invite everyone to have dinner. When he wins a lot, he also needs to invite everyone to massage and take a bath, drink karaoke and so on. Therefore, many people bet a year, not only losing money, but also suffering from many sleepless nights. In fact, it is not cost-effective, hurting the body and hurting the mind. Even if you win the money, you will not be able to buy back the lost health. So in the end, everyone is a loser. Advise everyone to stay away from gambling, do not play with fire, the flame is ruthless, and the player is easy to burn himself.

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