It's the weekend again, and the busy pace of work has made me get into the habit of cleaning at home on Saturdays! This morning, when I opened my eyes at six o'clock, I started my 'work' as always! Take all your winter shoes and wash them. It feels so comfortable to wash the floor to the feet!
The lovely little flowers and grasses on the windowsill that have changed from seeds always bring me endless hope every morning! Today, I can talk to you again at zero distance!
Do you still remember "Huangshan Pine"? In the shade of the back of the yang, he swept his eyebrows, towards the sun, he stretched out thousands of branches! My lovely little grass, although there is no pine majestic, but there is no lack of its discipline, and the weak branches and leaves are desperately stretching to the more arrogant place of the sun! I've got to turn them around! I like to see them straight up, if they don't turn around, they must go outside on the windowsill! Hey!
When did this happen? There's a new life in a small pot?
Amaze! Joy! No, it's more about the coexistence of all kinds of flavors! I searched in my brain for his former figure, which was ** in November last year, because he was accidentally bent over, and I used a small wooden skewer many times but failed to get him back up! But soon other new seedlings grew in this pot! I made a cruel 'click' and a knife that made his already injured body disappear without a trace!
In the past six months, the grass that replaced him has grown well
I almost forgot about his past life. But inadvertently, two fat green leaves poked out from the strong soles of the new life! I don't dare to use "exclamation, amazement" to blaspheme the touching from the heart! Only speechless, this beautiful scenery in front of you becomes eternal!
Moved and thoughtful, my lovely flowers and plants can show their faces again, it turns out that his tenacious roots firmly hold even this handful of soil, no matter how bad the situation is, never give up and emerge! In this small space, you have to live your own wonderful life! How can I stop moving? How do you grieve for that little bit of frustration?
Keep the roots and lock the dreams firmly in! Let the bleak wind swirl and the angry rain pours! I only stretch my hands and want my youth to last forever!