Every potted plant used to sow a piece of green in its life.

Last June, I bought a potted plant. When I bought it at that time, I just felt that the leaves of that small plant were green and green, and a small clump of green under the scorching sun approached your eyes, like a pair of hands, grasping my heart tightly. I picked up the potted plant without hesitation and asked the shop assistant, "what kind of plant is this?" "I don't know." The shop assistant smiled. After paying cash, I brought the unknown plant back to the lab.

Such a green plant, I put her in front of my laboratory table, when tired, always like to stare at her for a long time, small, dense leaves seem to have a broad world. However, the turquoise leaves dimmed day by day, so that the gray and white was dead. Three weeks later, she finished her life, and she should have had a longer life.

When I bought her, my best friend said to me, "you should take good care of her and don't water her with boiling water." "how could I water her with boiling water?" I think it's funny when I think about it. But why did she leave? My good friend may not be wrong, sometimes, when she wants to leave, all her efforts are like boiling water. When she left, I didn't even know her name.

Just as I was buying potted plants, a girl in the lab planted a pot of tomatoes. When my pot died, it was her tomatoes that had just sprouted. Light green, tender bud stems, all grow by an inch.

"this basin is too small. When I bought it, I sowed too many seeds. It was estimated that there would be a shortage of nutrients at that time." The girl said with a smile.

Three days later, I filled the big bubble wood box abandoned in the lab with soil and transplant the small pot of tomatoes. I also picked up a dry branch as a shelf for tomatoes. Tomatoes grow well compared to my potted plant, which I have been growing for three weeks. Before long, the tomatoes were covered with dry branches. Every morning, I put them out in the hallway window to bask in the sun. In the evening, he moved to the lab. Finally, one day, in the green branches and leaves, there is a small bright yellow flower.

Looking at the little yellow flower, the girl and I were very happy. "will it bear tomatoes?" The girl asked. "maybe it will." I said.

Without waiting for her result, "winter is coming". It turns out they look so close. Later, one by one withered, until the last one fell down, when it was almost winter vacation.

When I came back from the beginning of school, only aloe vera, a standing tree planted next to the tomato, survived as a foil. Green aloe stands on the bare, cracked soil. Only those plants that are willing to survive can really move you.

A few days ago, the girls in the lab bought a lot of longan. I planted the leftover kernels in a bubble wood box. Originally did not hold much hope, did not expect a week later, unexpectedly sprouts, and now there is an inch of growth.

A few days ago, another elder sister gave me two hanging orchids. One is hydroponically cultured on my desk, and the other I planted in another small bubble wood box. I think more green will grow soon.

Sometimes, I wonder, what kind of plant was the first pot plant? Can I still buy her in the previous florist?

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Yun Yunke:

I want to record all the footprints I once had in my life.