This morning went to the yard to dig soil, found a pot of reclining flowers, began to think what a taro plant, picked up a look is a pot of red palms, leaves a lot, pull up to see the root system OK! Just pick it up like a thief. Honestly, I have never picked up anything, and the old books and paper shells at home are sent directly to The Uncle and Aunt. But when you see others throwing flowers, you can't help but itch your hands. Since raising flowers, I feel that every flower and grass is life, and I will never throw it away until there is no cure! Pity the flowers and grasses.
Take it home and take a closer look at two rotten roots and pull it out decisively, one of the root systems is still good, and it has been pruned. The flower soil in the original pot stirred some carbendazim, and added some soil to change the pot to water it thoroughly. Look closely at the red spider that turned out to be alive, and sprayed some avermectin. Feel like you've become a flower doctor! Put it in the shade and wait for him to ease up!
Figure 1 is the sample that was just picked up, and figure 2 is the state of renovation! Figure three is the red palm Spring Festival epidemic I bought myself is not at home, the husband who does not like flowers let it freeze to death, shaved his head, and now slowly grows new leaves, that is, it grows too slowly, just like people with serious diseases need to slow down! [Teeth]
