The grapes downstairs in my house are hanging fruit!
Five years ago, I was planting loofahs in a few square meters of open space downstairs, and I stumbled upon a grape growing near the carport. The young leaves of the small grapes are verdant, and the canes spit silk and dance with the wind. I immediately wrapped a bamboo pole around its near root.
With the passage of time and the passage of time, the grape seedlings gradually climbed to the top of the carport, and many branches were raised, ascending with the trend and spiraling upwards. Looking around, the vines are thick and orderly, and very decent. Dark green palm leaves come to life, like beautiful fingers, and the vines are wrapped in silk, like a drunkard playing with fists....
It is said that grape cultivation can bear fruit in 2 to 3 years, but this grape in my family seems to be lush for five years, but it never bears fruit.
In order to find the reason, I approached a grower to explore about the cultivation experience. Since the beginning of spring this year, according to the teachings of the fruit farmers, the grapes have been appropriately fertilized with fermented cake fertilizer, and the top repair and cutting techniques have been carried out step by step; The surrounding loofah planting was removed and the water injection was ensured in time.
It is really a kung fu that pays off, and the cultivation skills of fruit growers are really magical. 20 days ago, Xiao Wang, a passing repairman, said to me, "Father Lu, your grapes have borne fruit." At that time, because of the loss of vision in my old eyes, I could not see the blossoming of grapes and the tiny berries. Therefore, at that time, xiao Wang's words seemed to be believed. It wasn't until I searched the window and climbed the roof to watch in the past two days that I felt like a treasure, really seen with my own eyes: on the grapevine, a bunch of green green balls, a berry embellished with green beads, green garden, clean breath attack. I was overjoyed, and every time I saw my friends, they all said loudly, "The grapes I planted are bearing fruit!" Ha ha! Check it out!
The excitement made me habitually pick up the mobile phone, repeatedly scan the screen, and frequently point to take pictures. One by one, they were forwarded to friends and relatives. After five years, wind and rain, and hardships, the grapes planted and cultivated have finally borne fruit. In addition to being happy, Wen Si was sensitive and his poetry flourished. With the "Queqiao Immortal" a word, the word rhymes, and the heart is chanted. It is true: eight ranks have fun in the old age, and there is something to learn when the old age is done. Learn that the fruit farmers plant the thorns, and the sunset is more diligent.
Swim down "Queqiao Immortal" and dance with friends. Enjoy the fun of work and the joy of the fruits.
Queqiao Xian ~ ~ I took a photo of my own grapes downstairs
(Fifty-six words, bitones)
Near the window screen sweep, portuguese branches are entangled, and green fruits are naturally formed. The strings are dripping like pearls, and the leaves are vivid and linlong are handsome.
Charming Portuguese baby, frolicking to the sun, but waiting for the mid-autumn body to die. Towards the astringent purple mash Shao, fruitful, re-exciting to take pictures.
