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发表时间:2021-01-18 21:30 我的家乡在温州市泰顺县的一个小山村。茶是我家乡的特产之一。春天来了,从坡上往下看,一排排的茶树在晨雾中,就像一个长长的队列,在云和风中穿行。下了几场毛毛雨后,老叶子吞噬了绿芽。 茶园变成了新的绿色。采茶季,清明假期妈妈带我回老家,让我和奶奶一起采茶,体验乡村生活。我爽快的答应了,于是奶奶拿起竹篮,我就把包放在路上了。当我到达茶园时,我仿佛到达了一望无际的绿色海洋。我奶奶穿着鞋帽在茶园里穿梭,很快摘了很多。我看了之后,心想:这么简单。于是,我开始捡。一开始我以为很好玩,但很快我就累得站不稳了。我看着茶树像条长龙,太阳像个火球。我满腔的热情被一扫而空。我妈走过来笑着对我说:“余馨,采茶不是这样,太慢了!这样做——但是摘了一会儿,我觉得我的腰酸了生活,我心想:奶奶真辛苦!每年,她都要喝很多茶,但她从不抱怨自己又累又累。 但我知道品茶的闲情,却不知道采茶的累。于是我又弯下腰继续采茶。那一天,我不仅亲身体验了采茶,也体验了农村生活的乐趣。 英语翻译: My hometown is in a small mountain village in Taishun County, Wenzhou City. Tea is one of the specialties in my hometown. When spring comes, looking down from the slope, rows of tea trees are in the morning mist, just like a long queue that flies through the clouds and winds. After a few drizzles, old leaves swallowed up green shoots. The tea garden was changed into a new green. In the tea picking season, my mother took me back to my hometown during the Qingming holiday, and asked me to pick tea with my grandmother and experience the country life. I readily agreed, so my grandmother took up the bamboo basket, and I put the bag on my way. When I arrived at the tea garden, it was as if I had reached the endless, green ocean. My grandmother shuttled through the tea garden wearing shoes and hats, and soon picked a lot of them. After I saw it, I thought: It's so simple. So, I began to pick it up. At first, I thought it was fun, but soon I was too tired to stand unsteadily. I looked at the tea tree like a long dragon and the sun like a fireball. My full enthusiasm was swept away. My mother came over and smiled and said to me, "Yu Xin, tea picking is not like this, it is too slow! To do this--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- But after picking it for a while, I think my waist is sour Life, I thought to myself: Grandma is really hard! Every year, she picks up so many teas, but she never complains of being hard and tired. But I know the leisure of enjoying tea, but I don't know the tiredness of picking tea. So I bent down again and continued to pick tea. On that day, I not only personally experienced tea picking, but also experienced the joy of rural life. |