2015年04月27日
I began a long wait
Early winter, I walk alone in the Fragrant Hill Reservoir, although there are mountains, warm sunshine, but the cold north wind blowing in the face, make the person to be comfortable!
Suddenly, I'm attracted to a damaged plant of Shanju. There is a lone wild chrysanthemum, but quietly in dense clutter mountain reservoir shore, the bushes, severely blocked the sun belongs to it, make it more and more thin, slightly yellowish brown pieces of leaves to drop, there are several film in black soil, lonely slender the one or two bud, a bowed head, did not see the slightest trace of flowers.
In the 100 chrysanthemum for autumn season, how there will be so a silent and lonely her?
I can not help but pity, then find a dry branch, carefully put the line attached to pry up the earth mountains in. To find an old bag, carefully put the plant thin Shanju Sheng, ready to move it to my discretion that big pot.
The big pot I purchased from market has a few years ago. That year, I came back with a large "cactus" from Yunnan, but how also can not find a suitable plant to grow, and later, after several twists and turns, the market finally found the pot, and then drove ten km dirt from rural to a packet of cigarettes for a rich, beautiful cactus plant. Next is waiting, waiting for the cactus thorn hair tender, waited for two months, to the cactus rot. Since then, this pot has been idle at home.
After returning home, I found a small shovel, put the pot already dry soil loose, and then from the plastic bag carefully took out her, it is planted in the pot, pour water, I began a long wait.
Because once planted cactus defeat, this time, I was not too high expectations for this strain of wild chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum flower and has passed, I could not again usher in the golden flower event. I just want it to my monotonous balcony add a touch of green, a little ripples give me more dull life.
Shanju although thin, but that kind of power, the pursuit of quality of life is enough to make people love. Just a week, it became yellow brown leaves, two buds drooping finally straightened, faint show it was noble and elegant temperament. It seems to be in love with the new home, love nourishes it and give it a new basin of the fertile soil, deep love for retaining its big pot. This basin Shanju grow on my sun, since leaving the dark land, seems to have found a new here.
Suddenly, I'm attracted to a damaged plant of Shanju. There is a lone wild chrysanthemum, but quietly in dense clutter mountain reservoir shore, the bushes, severely blocked the sun belongs to it, make it more and more thin, slightly yellowish brown pieces of leaves to drop, there are several film in black soil, lonely slender the one or two bud, a bowed head, did not see the slightest trace of flowers.
In the 100 chrysanthemum for autumn season, how there will be so a silent and lonely her?
I can not help but pity, then find a dry branch, carefully put the line attached to pry up the earth mountains in. To find an old bag, carefully put the plant thin Shanju Sheng, ready to move it to my discretion that big pot.
The big pot I purchased from market has a few years ago. That year, I came back with a large "cactus" from Yunnan, but how also can not find a suitable plant to grow, and later, after several twists and turns, the market finally found the pot, and then drove ten km dirt from rural to a packet of cigarettes for a rich, beautiful cactus plant. Next is waiting, waiting for the cactus thorn hair tender, waited for two months, to the cactus rot. Since then, this pot has been idle at home.
After returning home, I found a small shovel, put the pot already dry soil loose, and then from the plastic bag carefully took out her, it is planted in the pot, pour water, I began a long wait.
Because once planted cactus defeat, this time, I was not too high expectations for this strain of wild chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum flower and has passed, I could not again usher in the golden flower event. I just want it to my monotonous balcony add a touch of green, a little ripples give me more dull life.
Shanju although thin, but that kind of power, the pursuit of quality of life is enough to make people love. Just a week, it became yellow brown leaves, two buds drooping finally straightened, faint show it was noble and elegant temperament. It seems to be in love with the new home, love nourishes it and give it a new basin of the fertile soil, deep love for retaining its big pot. This basin Shanju grow on my sun, since leaving the dark land, seems to have found a new here.
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