Why did you feel so happy in the countryside as a child? #
Lead. As a child, I lived in a beautiful countryside with a vast field, a small clear river, and a garden that was my favorite place. There, I learned to grow flowers, and I also gained a lot of joy and emotion. Now, I'm a gardening expert, but I still miss those days in the countryside, the times when I felt happy.
Body. I've had a strong interest in flowers since I was a child, and I feel joy whenever I see them in full bloom. I used to follow my grandfather to the garden, helping him with watering, weeding, pruning, planting. My grandfather was a flower expert, he knew every flower well, he taught me how to identify the varieties of flowers, how to adjust the growth of flowers according to the season and climate, and how to use natural methods to control flower pests and diseases. He also taught me how to appreciate the beauty of flowers, how to use flowers to express emotions, and how to use flowers to decorate the environment. He said that flowers are a gift from nature, a symbol of life, and a friend of mankind.
In the garden, I not only learned the knowledge and skills of gardening, but also experienced many beautiful things. I remember one time I found a butterfly in the garden with colorful spots on its wings and it was very beautiful. I grabbed it carefully and wanted to take it home to show my mom. However, my grandfather told me that a butterfly is a free creature that loves to fly among flowers, and if it is kept in a cage, it will be sad and lose its beauty. He asked me to let go of the butterfly and let it continue to enjoy the fragrance of the flowers. I listened to my grandfather and placed the butterfly on a rose, which immediately spread its wings, nodded to me, and flew away. I looked at its back and felt a wave of warmth and gratitude. I understood what my grandfather meant, and I also learned to respect and love life.
In the garden, I also made many friends, all of whom were children from the countryside, and we played, learned and shared together. We will hold various activities in the garden, such as flower art competitions, flower picking, flower quizzes, flower language and so on. We will use flowers to express our mood, flowers to decorate our rooms, and flowers to celebrate our holidays. We will help each other, encourage each other, and appreciate each other. Our friendship is like a flower, beautiful and strong.
In the garden, I also felt a lot of warmth and beauty, those from my family, teachers, and neighbors for care and praise. I remember one time I made a bouquet of flowers for my mother's birthday, using my favorite peonies, roses, lilies, and a greeting card that said "Mom, you are the most beautiful flower in my life". When my mother received it, she was very happy, hugged me and kissed me, saying that I was her best child. I looked at my mother's smile and felt extremely happy. I still remember one time when I planted a cherry tree in the garden and used the method that my grandfather taught me, watering, fertilizing, pruning, protecting every day. After a year of hard work, the cherry trees finally blossomed and bore bore clusters of bright red cherries. I gave the cherries to my teachers, classmates, and neighbors, and they all praised me for being a caring child and gave me some gifts, books, toys, and candy. I looked at their blessings and felt extremely happy.
Epilogue. Now, I've grown up and left the countryside and come to the city to become a gardening expert. I use my professional knowledge and skills to provide quality gardening services for parks, florists, hotels, and hotels in the city. I also used my creativity and talent to bring beautiful flowers to the people of the city and add color to life. I am proud of my work and satisfied with my achievements.
However, I still miss those days in the countryside, those times when I felt happy. I miss that garden, where my first dreams were, the purest joy, the deepest touch. I miss those flower friends, who have accompanied me to grow up, taught me many truths, and gave me a lot of strength with their beauty, fragrance, and language. I miss the affection, friendship, and love of those people, who have supported me in moving forward, shaped my character, and enriched my life with their care, praise, and encouragement.
I believe that the fragrance of flowers in the countryside, the memories of happiness, will never disappear and never change. They will always stay in my heart, always guide me, and always inspire my dreams. I hope that one day, I will be able to go back to that village, to that garden, to feel that beauty again, to find that happiness again.