The river turned a bend in this ancient village and rushed into the embrace of the Qianli Plain.

The Dan cliff protruded, the sound of water was stacked, and the waves hit the stone man pier, there were gnawing tooth marks, and the tearing cracks remained in it.

This is the bank of the popular Stone Man Wharf. The willows of the river, the vicissitudes of the weeds, give the true appearance of an old wharf: bluestone, steps, sloping depths, down to the unrecognizable waves.

The sound of the waves is still the same, the silt has already oppressed the old scenery, the strip stones are stacked on top of each other, the shallow water on the shore is surging from time to time, and the grass and trees have witnessed the busy passers-by and logistics.

How long the stone man stood lonely is no longer able to be determined.

The shadows of the sails passing by the side, the tracks of the waterfowl, the joyful or sad countenances, were all tossed up with the flowing water and sank.

The wind of the evening did not tell people anything.

Searching, some torture, a few marks, caught the deep eyes of the stone man: there must be fire-strewn life, fragments, and untold deals.

Stone Man Wharf, in a calm, remote village, drags a stack of reddish seasonal currents to the moaning waters of the river.

The traditional Dragon Boat Festival has arrived. As one folk song goes:

Apricot red, wheat yellow, the fifth day of the fifth month of May is Duanyang;

The door is inserted, the fragrance is full, and the dragon boat race is beaming;

Zongye fragrant, wrap five grains, peel a zongzi and wrap it in sugar,

Life is blessed and long-lasting.

The Dragon Boat Festival is a day to pay tribute to Qu Yuan, a patriotic poet of Chu State, and it is also an annual day of thanksgiving.

So, in the first harvest interval after the beginning of the year, people took a short rest and began to plant mugwort leaves, eat zongzi, and race dragon boats.

So, the question is, what is the best partner for zongzi?

- Tea leaves, of course!

Nanyi County, the hometown of the ancestors, is famous for its yellow tea as an ancient tea base. With the changes and development of the times, while developing the top products of yellow tea, high-end green tea and black tea brands have been created. This is also a part of the hard work and merit of the farmer!

During the Dragon Boat Festival, in the city and countryside, mugwort leaves are hung in front of every house, and the zongzi are fragrant. At this time, Nong Tianyi is already a dignified young man, and at this moment he is walking with Bai Longjie, they have walked through the head of the hundred Buddhas, straight into the mouth of the green dragon, and then smashed into the place of "dragon's mouth".

Interestingly, there is an old house with a history of more than 200 years in the throat of the green dragon, and from a distance, it looks like the dragon's mouth cannot swallow, choking on the Adam's apple.

They had arrived at the village, and the houses in front of them were all dry-walled loess walls, green tiles, stone patios, three-in-depth, two-storey wooden plank houses. It is really a family in the depths of Baiyun, where more than 100 families still live here after generations of multiplication, and it is like a paradise.

Everything is so quaint, the smoke inside the house, the ancient trees outside the house, the original dialect slang, the primitive lifestyle of the mountain people, exudes an ancient atmosphere in the handsome and winding mountains.

"The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year." On this high mountain, time does not seem to have passed, and the years seem to have forgotten to pass, quiet, serene and tranquil.

Nong Tianyi and Bai Longjie entered the mountain from the back of the He family's old house, and under the leadership of the eighty-year-old tea man, they needed to trek through mountains and rivers to reach the old tea garden at an altitude of more than 1,000 meters, and to see the true face of the old tea garden.

Under the guidance of the 80-year-old tea man, after more than four hours of difficult travel, they finally arrived at the old tea garden at an altitude of more than 1,000 meters.

The eyes suddenly opened up, the breeze was blowing, lush, the sky seemed to be within reach, and the white clouds were leisurely......

I saw a three-story building made of rammed earth walls, with walls, wooden ladders, wooden chairs, and wooden railings facing them, as if they were describing the flow of spring and autumn, the change of times, and the emptiness and loneliness in front of them.

The old tea man squatted in the thorns to tell them the history of the tea garden, the rise and fall of the tea garden, I saw his cloudy eyes looking at the surrounding grass and trees, calmly flowing in the eventful years, the accompanying dog licked the old tea man, looking at him with clear eyes.

At this time, the sun from the high mountains shone in through the trees, dappled and dappled on everyone.

Those wild tea trees that grow in the cracks of the stones, they are in a state of life and death, and those who have been planted by their predecessors have a thick bowl mouth, and they have the same fate as wild tea trees because no one manages them. Is it because the old tea plantation is too steep and remote, and it is facing a crisis? This is somewhat regrettable.

When it should be, the infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak, and the best tea should also be at the top!

When the dense fog of Taipingding overflows this ancient alpine tea plantation, moistening every grass and tree here, when the spirituality of the grass and trees gathers in the clear spring flowing in the mountains, and becomes the capillaries of the mountains, this tea garden will always wait for the destined people to come.

No, they are waiting for the descendant of "Sanjitang" - Nong Tianyi.

The green ancient tea garden of Qingfeng, facing the mountain wind, Nongtian felt very cool, Bai Longjie said, it was really refreshing.

Nong Tianyi said, you see, the tea garden has become a landscape - strange, dangerous, steep, immortal, and easy.

Bai Longjie nodded and said, it's so beautiful!

Now, this tea mountain is really related to the tea affairs of the farmer.

The two of them arrived close to the high mountain tea plantation, and met the old couple surnamed He, the old man talked about the feng very healthy, a person in his early sixties, his hands and feet were still sharp, he had just picked two stubbles of spring tea, and the tea garden was trimmed neatly. They said, "This young leaf is green tea, and the old leaf will be sold to your farmer."

Think about it, the eighty-year-old tea people led the way, looked at their straightforward figures, steady steps, and humorous conversations, and felt that this reckless mountain not only raised batches of good tea, but also raised a group of tea people who were as strong and tough as the mountains!

When they saw this, they couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

In the afternoon, Nong Tianyi and Bai Longjie came to a beautiful hill again, and walked through a bright paddy field, which is a green old tea mountain.

It's a pity that the oldest tea tree, I don't know who cut it down, although it has not been uprooted, but has withered, coincidentally the surrounding new tea trees are unstoppable, began to flourish and green, has covered the piece of withered yellow. A new life is quietly sprouting.

They looked at it, although it was a pity, but natural selection, survival of the fittest, this is the law of nature. They know that.

The winding mountain roads and sheep intestine paths are like ribbons wrapped around the mountains, and they connect the mountains and mountains like capillaries. As the saying goes: outside the mountain, a thousand years in one day; In the mountains, one day for a thousand years.

The old tea plantation is being reborn, and even under the relentless wind and rain, it will surely thrive......

Tea has a long history here. In the early days, there was no shortage of insightful people who sowed seeds and cultivated here. Among them, the ancestor surnamed Yihe was planted in the north wing of Taipingding, and under the painstaking management, it soon became the world of tea trees.

Later, with the change of history, the change of times, ups and downs, after several changes of hands, the continuous tea plantations were actually lowered by the dense jungle, which is really distressing.

Nong Tianyi said that the formation of the ancient tea mountain was not a day's work. Bai Longjie let out a sigh.

Now, the reason why Nong Tianyi began to visit the tea ceremony was specially arranged by his father. First, through a comprehensive investigation, grasp the history and reality of the county's tea plantations; The second is to exercise Nong Tianyi's spirit of hardship through on-the-spot visits, understand reality, and not be ambitious, so that he can do a good job of tea in the future.

The farm is ingenious. He just wants to temper his son Nong Tianyi's heart and in-depth understanding of tea affairs, and hopes that his son can take every step steadily and take charge of the farmer's tea industry in the future!