I am not a person who can raise flowers, but when I am fine, I like to fiddle on the balcony, water, change the soil, sometimes according to my own preferences, I will change the soil and fertilize regardless of the season, and when I am more idle, I will open a video of a flower raiser to learn how to raise flowers, but because of my own will, I will always raise a lot of flowers until dry, and then throw them away.
My girlfriend sent a few flower seedlings over from time to time, and comforted that the flowers were raised in this way, and then changed when they were raised, and then I saw that I couldn't raise the seedlings, so I even sent a piece of flowers in a pot, claiming that as long as I like it, I can do it casually. This pot of small flowers (picture 1) was more lush than it is now when it was delivered, and after raising it for a few days, I found that the leaves slowly turned smaller and yellower, put it in the kitchen, watered it every day when cooking, and found that the leaves began to grow well, it turned out that it liked to drink water every day.
My girlfriend sent another pot of my favorite orchid, telling me how to take care of it, so I carefully followed the instructions to take good care, the leaves yellow one after another, my mood will also follow the color of the leaves from regret to joy, some time ago I bought another tree on the Internet to be a companion with it, hoping to grow into the appearance I want.
I like the flower of longevity, all kinds of bright colors always bring me a good mood, I heard who has different colors of flowers, will tell people don't forget to give me one when cuttings, to come back some grow gratifyingly, some but will die, so I keep cutting flowers, arranging flowers, some time ago a pot of cuttings I don't know if it will bloom flowers I like (picture 3).
I didn't like meat, because I always felt that a small flower pot would mess up the small balcony, I don't know when I began to like meat, small creatures bring me different beauty, tenacious vitality and let me admire, so I began to tinker with meat, pouring more water is either dead or crazy, so I keep nurturing, observing... Finally, I saw an old plant (Figure 4).
I like the soft bamboo like light yarn, and I think it is very suitable to put my study, but after a while, I found that it did not like the study, the leaves began to turn yellow again, took it to the living room, cut off the yellowed leaves, and the roots began to grow green leaves again, but unfortunately I didn't trim it much.
This morning, I went to the balcony to look at the flowers and found that a cute longevity flower had grown spores, hoping to bloom bright flowers in a few days, bringing spring-like beauty to my winter life.
