Tao Hong actress, born 1969's composition is 400 words.
I went to the morning market the day before yesterday and saw pink seedlings. It seems that they are not small, with yellow and light green leaves and some malnutrition. However, seeing a mass of "old mother soil" at the root, the old farmer selling flowers said he wanted to live, so he bought two trees.
When I plant it, I think about the roadside that I have to go through when I enter the house. I am full of flowers all the way, and my heart is filled with longing and hope. Watering them, watching them swaying in the breeze, I not only smiled.
After a few cloudy days, peaches seem to have stabilized. Who says flowers are hard to grow? No, they are alive and well, just waiting to see the flowers.
The first thing to do when I go out every morning is to look after those fragile flowers and Xin Wei, water and irrigate them, watch them bathe in the humid morning light, and pray in my heart that they will grow up quickly and flourish, and live up to my hard watering and cultivation.
As usual, when I went out at five o'clock this morning, I was surprised to see a pink plant with drooping head and withered leaves. What happened? It won't be tampered with by some naughty child, will it? I'm full of doubts, so I'll go and have a look. No trauma, but I really can't.
I stroked its main stem and gently lifted it, but the pink color was easily pulled out of the soil. I took a closer look and found that the original root had rotted away.
Why? How can it rot? What the hell is going on? Holding a piece of incense and jade in his hand, he felt sorry, blamed himself and questioned.
I sat in front of the door in the wind, holding a rotten plant that I couldn't bear to throw away, quietly observing and thinking.
Finally, I understood that it was too much water and the roots were soaked.
Gardeners don't always take care of flowers and trees. Excessive concern, seemingly love, actually hurts them.
When flowers and trees need sunshine and nutrients, it is only one's wishful thinking to water them blindly. It is cultivated according to one's own habits, not according to the habits of flowers and trees themselves. As a result, this biased love has brought nothing but a kind of harm to flowers and trees.
Because of his stupidity and seemingly hard work, I didn't know that the seedlings I took care of were so badly hurt. However, is it only the seedlings of this tree that are treated and cared for?
I can't help but think of Lin Qingxuan's "Redwood", the truth of which has long been understood. In reality, it is still a matter of love. If it is not done in place, it is often too much. In fact, when I know what true love is, I just lingered in the text for many years.
Thought of here, not only deeply ashamed. ......