Last spring, my wife moved a pot of pothos and placed it on the balcony. Since then, the balcony of our house no longer seems monotonous, dull and empty;The home has also become a little angry because of the decoration of pothos.
When I woke up in the morning, I paced the balcony and sprayed the branches and leaves of the pothos with a watering can in my hand, and the pothos shook the half-erect leaves slightly, as if to thank meThe leaves shimmered with a layer of fine crystal droplets, which were clearly tears from the bottom of their hearts......Alas!No wonder some people say that everything has a spirit and knows how to be grateful. Grass, give it a drop of water today, and you will be green the next day;Dog, give it a nest and help you guard a ......
It didn't take long for the pothos to get acquainted with the new environment, and its young leaves timidly poked their heads out, delicate, watery, delicate, and cheerful with crystal droplets. Within a month, the pothos grew happily, taller, lush, full of tension, spit out the old and absorb the new, stretched out the waist with great joy, and spread and grew wantonly day and night. Each leaf was bright green and fat, and they walked with time, and soon covered the whole pot, and the young branches in front of them crawled out of the pot with their heads stretched out, and the vines hung downward, but the tips were all looking up to the sky. It was as if a radiant woman stretched out her slender arms, expecting something.
In order to make the pothos climb higher and to prevent the hanging stems and leaves from becoming tangled with each other, I built a shelf for it on the balcony. So, the pothos gave up a lot of comfort and comfort, followed the rules and regulations I made for it, and relied on the fixed points to climb up. On the way forward, its stems are rather curved than straight, like green ribbons extending upward, and the heart-shaped leaves are intertwined with each other and stand tall, showing a stubborn vitality. I think the vines must have had countless gentle temptations, and they may have encountered countless rejections of hard resistance. Think about ourselves, from childhood to adulthood, don't we also have many rules and regulations?When we are in the rules, we must follow the rules;When we are in the box, we have to endure so that we don't get our heads blinked. Once we understand this pattern, we will be able to climb as steadily as pothos.
Of course, pothos is not like a person, if you want to walk, you can lift your feet, you can walk if you want to go**, and you can go as fast as you want. When pothos takes every step, it appears reserved and prudent, and when it is mature, it takes a small step. In other words, it only takes this step when it thinks well and thinks safely. Compared with people's rashness and impetuousness, the way of walking in pothos is indeed worth learning Xi. We human beings waste a lot of time walking around, how to go, to the **, is it worth taking this step, think very little, or rarely calm down before leaving. This point of pothos is very similar to those clever chess players, they always refuse to fall easily when they take every move, and once they think about it maturely, they are extremely firm, and no one can shake it, from this point of view, pothos is also a wise man.
Sometimes, the wind comes from a distant place, leading the pothos to dance on the balcony, at that moment, the pothos is like a lively little girl, singing and dancing enthusiastically, and her long hair swaying with the wind. Sometimes, they will be overexcited, swaying too violently, the wind will blow everywhere, their clothes will be disheveled, and their hair will be a little messy. I would go up and tug on them, or tie them up with string, and let them go back to their original appearance, still charming, elegant, dignified and beautiful, still elegant and lovely.
Pothos is evergreen all year round, and its leaves are green and shiny all year round, whether they are at the root of the vine or on the branches, and whether they come out early or late. The new leaves are tender and public, and the old leaves are not old, just like a woman in a plain dress, wearing a green shirt all year round, and always maintaining a green vitality.
In the cold and summer, the shelves are covered with delicate verdant and elastic pothos branches and leaves, and a green "wall" is built on the balcony of my house, blocking the world outside the balcony. If you don't pick up the leaves by hand, you can't see the flowers and trees and heavy fruits in the community.
In the evening, the light is withdrawn from the sky, the earth and the jungle, and all kinds of birds sing in harmony, singing to bid farewell to the light, and the community is darkened little by little. I sat alone on the balcony, and the moonlight poured in through the cracks in the "green wall", falling on my body and on my heart. There is tea on the coffee table and books in hand. When I get tired of reading, I always look away and turn to this "fairy in green". Look at the soft stalks quietly stretching, quietly pulling the softness of a period of time;Look at the heart-shaped green leaves shyly snuggling, slowly exuding a piece of quiet beauty. Gradually, there was some kind of emotion between me and the pothos, faint, like a gentleman's friendship, you don't speak, I don't speak, there are no waves between each other, but they get along with each other very tacit and harmonious, not the frenzy of love at first sight, but the feeling of water droplets.
My heart also rejoiced with the pothos, looking through the green leaves at the sky and its white clouds, the countless particles of moonlight were so gorgeous, like flying elves, one after another, from heaven to earth, from the universe to the earth, from the vast space to my eyes. Gradually, happiness came from all directions, sweeping away the boredom I brought out of life, and the red dust lingered outside the "wall", and the poetry floated on the balcony. My body and mind also seemed to become cooler, relaxed, and romantic, and all of a sudden, I seemed to be incarnated as an ancient sorcerer, and only hazy poetry was left all over my body.
Woohoo, I can't speak, but I thank the pothos who has a good heart with me!(Nine full).