Grow garlic and observe how the diary ends.

Weather on Sunday, September 24th: Rain.

I planted a garlic seed. I planted it in a beautiful flowerpot.

Let's talk about the planting process first! First find a flowerpot, then dig a deeper hole in it, then put garlic in it, and finally bury it with soil and pour water on it, and you're done.

Weather on Monday, September 27th: Rain.

Garlic seeds are not easy to germinate. I planted it a few days ago, but there is still no response. The second day after planting, I went home and saw that there was no change at all. I am in a hurry. I watered the garlic seeds. When I wanted to water it again, my mother quickly stopped me and said to me, "Don't water it again, you will drown." I see what to do if you die. " I quickly put away the kettle, and then I knew what it meant to be "impatient to eat hot tofu".

Weather on Tuesday, September 29th: Rain.

Today is the sixth day. Garlic cracked a hole. I am in a hurry. I thought it was dying. I ran to tell my mother. My mother saw it and said to me calmly, "What did I think?" Make a fuss. This mouth is a sign of germination. "When I heard that, I was so excited that I made many mistakes in my homework, because my thoughts were completely focused on the garlic.

Weather on Wednesday, September 30th: Rain.

I got up this morning and looked at my garlic seeds. Wow! It has sprouted! I jumped three feet for joy. In order not to wake my mother, I took the ruler out of the pencil case and measured it carefully. Wow! It's already a centimeter! On the way to school again, I told my mother what I had done. Until I got off the bus, I asked my mother if garlic would bear fruit. My mother said, "I think so!" "

I am looking forward to it.

Youth is a book that is too hasty. We are just filling the pages with vicissitudes of life. We wrote a preface on the title page, which was full of desolation, and then we wrote a postscript to commemorate our lost youth. Finally, we found a photo that had nothing to do with youth for a period of time, and then we kept memories of that idle time for ourselves. Later, I don't know whether to miss the absurd idle years or the idle years. Nu said it was for better meeting, and I didn't argue for meeting another self. While others, He Zi shouted in, Ming Huan Zi continued the Union Army. As long as I can see the sunrise tomorrow, I will still smile if I don't try my best to say something in the future. I will shed tears for yesterday, and I will know more about and wet the sunshine for today. If there is an afterlife, be a tree and stand in an eternal position, neither sad nor happy. Half peaceful in the soil, half flying in the wind, half in the shade, half bathed in the sun, very silent and proud, never relying on or looking for it.