The original author of this song was Lei Guanghua, a master of song and dance in the Tang Dynasty palace. He fled to the mountainous region of Jiangxi and Fujian, where he lived in anonymity and planted tea. . In the **** with the local residents in life, their own song and dance talent and tea picking action fusion, thus creating "tea picking song" began to integrate into the life of tea farmers. Sisters:
March partridges swimming in the mountains, April river flows everywhere,
Tea picking girl tea mountain walk, tea songs fly on the head of white clouds.
The hare in the grass scurries across the slope, the painted eyebrow in the tree leaves its nest,
The carp in the center of the river jumps out of the water, wanting to listen to the sisters' tea-picking song.
The tea-picking sisters went to the tea mountain, a layer of white clouds and a layer of sky,
The tea trees were planted by their own hands, and their hard work was rewarded with a garden full of tea.
Spring tea picking and tea buds, take advantage of the time to pinch fine tea.
The wind is blowing the fragrance of the tea trees for thousands of miles, covering the jasmine flowers in the garden.
The tea-picking girl is busy at all times, picking tea in the morning and planting rice seedlings in the evening.
Picking tea in the morning and planting seedlings in the evening is accompanied by the moon.
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The tea picking is so busy that the tea blossoms bloom, and the mountains are covered with white flowers.
The bees forget to go back to their nests, and the gods listen to the song and come down to the earth.
Note: This song is sung in the Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region, the "Sea of Songs". The flowers are blooming in spring,
The tea-picking girls are all over the hills.
Picking tea with a basket in her hand,
Pieces of tea are fragrant,
Picking from the east to the west,
The tea-picking girls are smiling.
In the past, she used to pick tea for others,
now she picks tea for herself.
The tea tree is green and green again,
one bud, one heart.
Pick gently, pick gently,
Piece by piece, piece by piece.
Picked one basket after another,
Singing in front of the mountain and behind the mountain.
This year's tea harvest is good,
Every family is happy.
Note: This song was popularized in Lu'an, Anhui Province. The sun comes out of the mountain, and there is a lot of joy.
Birds are chirping all the time.
Take up a hoe to go to the south mountain.
The dew on the grass is not yet dry.
The wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing, and there is no wind.
The wind and the sun are fine,
White clouds look like willow flakes,
The tea plantations are full of tender and green mountains,
The tea-picking girls are happy.
We're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out, we're going out.
Butterflies fluttered and flowers bloomed, and sweet springs came from the source;
Come back, come back, come back,
Back to the hometown to create a big business, and the old scene is newly cut out
Come back, come back, come back, come back, and ride on the spring wind and jump into the ring
Come back, come back, come back,
Dressing up the rivers and mountains and weaving the brocade embroidery, and the gold silk and silver threads are skillfully arranged.
The mountain streams are connected to the sea, and the pine waves beat the waves.
Small earth, wide webbing;
Mountains and mountains, mountains and mountains are just as wonderful!