When I was a child, I had a good playmate who planted gourds at home, and I followed her every day to see the gourds growing up day by day.
In martial arts TV series, heroes will carry a gourd wine jug with them and take a sip anytime and anywhere. The pot is small, but it seems to be bottomless, and you will never see when the hero drinks it all.
The little friend said: "My family grows the gourd of the hero." ”
I'm even more dumbfounded.
The gourd is small, green, and looks very tender, and I don't know how to grow into a sturdy jug.
Once, I wanted to touch the little gourd, but was stopped by my friend's mother.
The aunt said, "If you touch it, it won't grow big."
I was so frightened that I quickly retracted my hand, and from then on I only watched from a distance and never played with it.
At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, my friend gave me a gourd, which looked exactly like the hero's wine jug.
Overjoyed, I ran home and asked my mother to open it for me. The ripe gourd was so strong that my mother used a saw to cut the mouth of the gourd.
I used a very thin stick, little by little, to take out the gourd seeds, and planted them all in the ground.
The gourd could hold water, but I couldn't find a suitable plug to plug the mouth, so I couldn't carry it with me.
At that time, I didn't know that the stopper could be processed, and I always felt that the gourd and the stopper should grow together, and they should be matched in themselves, and they can be used when they are taken off.
The gourd I got probably didn't grow well.
So I put all my hopes on the gourd seeds, watering and weeding them every day, hoping that they would sprout.
My mother saw that I was enjoying myself and did not stop it, but she smiled unfathomably.
Autumn goes to winter, winter goes to spring, and none of them sprout.
My mother looked at me in frustration and said, "They should all be rotten." ”
I didn't believe it, so I had to turn them all out, but I had hoeed the soil so fine that I couldn't find half a seed.
They're really all rotten.
I also wanted to go to my friend's house to ask for a gourd, but I was embarrassed, so I could only hide this matter in my heart.
Later, when my friend was about to move to the city, she gave me a gourd.
It's a pity that I still didn't plant the seeds in the living room.
Today I saw a gourd under the community, and I suddenly remembered planting a gourd when I was a child, and I remembered my friends.
Sadly, I can't remember what she looked like.
Time is really merciless, and it takes away happiness much faster than sadness.