Those years, those flowers

About the sentences about flowers, I am deeply impressed by what Bing Xin wrote: For the successful flower, people are only amazed at her current beauty! However, her buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with flowers. Rained with blood of sacrifice.

I love admiring flowers, but I don’t like growing them, so I won’t even grow those delicate flowers. Any flower that can survive under my hands will have a narrow escape from death. Next, take stock of those flowers and plants.

1. Tenacious longevity

A few years ago, I bought a small plant at the flower market. At that time, I saw that it had big roots and skinny leaves, and I guess it wouldn’t grow long. Wherever it went, it was not repotted, but kept in its small brown plastic pot.

As summer passes and autumn comes, there is not much left of the flowers and plants we raised together: in summer, you can see how the mimosa will wilt to death immediately if it is not watered for a day. When I came home from get off work in the evening, I saw my head drooped, dejected, and tightly closed the leaves. But half a scoop of water went down, and within ten minutes, it stood up again. It was really immediate, and the effect came and went quickly. However, I forgot to water them for two days, and as a result... some flowers, such as jasmine, can easily drown if they are watered a little too much.

But Shou is different. It is not watered for dozens of days. Even in summer, it lives tenaciously. Sometimes on a whim, if you pour a little more water on it, it will accept everything as ordered, which is much more flexible.

Seeing it grow up day by day. One day, I discussed with Zhu: "This longevity is very impressive, and its vitality is very tenacious. Even if it is thirsty, even in a small space, it keeps growing. We have to help it and change it to a bigger pot." "In this way, we changed it from the small plastic pot in the flower market to a medium plastic pot; after a year or two, we changed it to a large ceramic pot. It has successfully established itself in our home.

Attached are pictures. Picture 1 shows when it is upgraded to a plastic mid-basin, and Picture 2 shows when it is upgraded to a ceramic basin!

2. Little Peach Tree

I was born in the spring when all things revive. Every year on my birthday, I can always see the thin and small peach tree in the corner of the community blooming with beautiful peach blossoms. This seems to have become an agreement between us. Whenever that time comes, I will always go to see if it is blooming. I also thought that if I took a photo with it every birthday, it would grow taller year by year, and I might gain weight. This kind of change over time is also very beautiful.

For my birthday in 2016, I posted a message with the picture attached showing it in that year. I still like the words of advice from my friend: Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

3. Copper coin grass

Copper coin grass is full of green and full of vitality. It likes to be kept in water, as long as there is no shortage of water. However, I made it thirsty for many, many days...

However, what I want to talk about more is the person who gave me the copper money grass. It was raised from the home of Aunt Xu, the neighbor next door.

There is a saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Meeting good neighbors is also a blessing. Aunt Xu and her family are very nice. They are patient and considerate, sincere, friendly, generous and natural. You can drop by and chat when you have nothing to do, and we often share food together. I remember when I was a child, my grandma had a very good relationship with the aunt next door. The back doors of the two kitchens were next to each other, and you would often bring them to me in the back. It was so beautiful.

I still remember one time hairy crabs arrived at home. I was so scared to see them so big and crawling around alive that I didn’t dare to handle them. Thanks to such a good neighbor, I quickly took them over and my uncle washed and steamed them patiently and carefully.

They also took the time to grow their own sweet potatoes and shared them with me this year.

The first time I called the police in my life was related to a small animal. One day at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, I heard a rustling sound at the door. I lay on the ground and listened, but it seemed like it was not there. I thought it was a thief, but I didn't dare to open the door to see. I quickly remotely controlled Mr. Zhu to call the police for me. Half an hour later, the police uncle, who I thought was super friendly at the time, knocked on the door and encouraged me to rush out. It turned out to be a false alarm. It turned out to be my new kitten, rummaging through things in the kitchen, making a rustling sound all over the floor. At that time, I woke up the aunt next door. The aunt said to me at that time, "If you have any questions in the future, you can call us directly." I felt very warm and courageous.

Many times, our sharing does not depend on the amount of things, but the sharing itself can bring happiness, and both the sharer and the person being shared can feel the joy of sharing. Regarding depression, there is a saying that people suffering from depression are more common in cities now than in the countryside. One of the reasons may be that in the countryside, you are surrounded by neighbors, the door is open, and you can chat and say hello and have daily routines whenever you go out. , this kind of interpersonal relationship seems useless and boring, but it can actually help relieve your mood. It can be regarded as the cheapest psychological consultation. On the other hand, in the city, individuals are isolated in cubicles, the doors are locked, and there is too little chatting. We are all pursuing efficiency now, and we should list the key points in official communication, but don't forget that there are still some things that haste makes waste, such as the wisdom that emerges from each other during casual conversations.

Most of the ones mentioned above are green plants. Next, let’s talk about the flowers that I called the wrong names over the years.

1. Landmine flower (Picture 1) vs. Jasmine (Picture 2)

When I was a child, many families planted a kind of flower that bloomed vigorously and produced seeds like "little landmines". They told me it was called jasmine. I just thought of it as a jasmine flower for many years, and even said to Zhu Bi "what a beautiful jasmine flower" (I made it look like a big one, and was "ridiculed" for a long time).

Later, we raised jasmine flowers ourselves. The flowers are so small and white, and the fragrance is of a suitable intensity (I wonder if there is any perfume with such a smell, it should be very popular).

2. Leek (Picture 1) vs. Narcissus (Picture 2)

Based on the same unreliable childhood education, I mistook Leek for narcissus for many years. .

Leek lotus has the beauty of Xiaojiabiyu. I remember one summer night, we were enjoying the cool air on the roof of the building. When we woke up the next morning, we saw the leek blooming next to us in delicate pink color, with a few dewdrops hanging on it, in the dim and bright morning sky. Down, facing the rising sun, at that moment, it was so beautiful!

Pictures 2 to 4 show daffodils, which were newly planted last year and are easy to grow. Like hyacinths, they also grow from small round rhizomes. It has bloomed in the past two days, and friends say its leaves look like garlic sprouts, which is true.

Finally, here is the final beautiful photo, taken in their valley when visiting the owner and his wife of Flower Valley.

Its scientific name is thistle. The purple I like is just right. One more point is too strong, one point less is too light. In this way, it is beautiful but not oppressive. The white spots on the purple stamens are a perfect match. Sure enough, nature is the most beautiful colorist.