I've been picking up the treasure [Yay] This humble pot of phnom penh hanging orchids has been bought for seven years, and it has been placed on the windowsill from beginning to end.
It was exposed to the scorching summer sun and the cold of winter (sometimes reaching 10 degrees Celsius at night indoors), and I just watered it and never fed it with fertilizer.
Whenever winter cold comes, it seems to hibernate, it does not need to water it for a long time, it seems to wrap itself up, the color appears dry, and the leaves are curled.
Whenever it is midsummer, it blooms again, and the leaves stretch out the green of the water spirit, and soon a few stems are plucked out, and a bunch of white and small white flowers bloom. At this time, when I see it growing vigorously, my heart feels a kind of joy, as if I am also inspired [rose]
Its vitality is so tenacious that everyone who loves life will love it.
During the last epidemic period, I stayed in the field for twenty-six days due to an incident, and I really remembered this tenacious partner who accompanied me all the way, and practice has proved that people also have feelings for plants. As time went by, I seemed to see my Phnom Penh orchid withering little by little, and finally turning into a pile of dry firewood.
When I finally returned, the first thing I saw was a pot of green instead of a wood yellow, even though it was no longer dry. Water it now and pray silently to bring it back to life! In fact, I have already sentenced myself to death.
Now you see, this time it gave me not only joy but also surprise!
