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Posted:2017-12-10
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Coordinates: Dalian, Liaoning Province
When I was a child, I often lived in my grandmother's house. Through the three-square-meter balcony, I could see the red, red, green and green that my grandmother liked, smell the faint or rich floral fragrance, and the gentleness and warmth that my grandmother exposed from the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. I don't love those flowers, so I prefer to watch my grandmother rush in and out to water and fertilize, pointing to one of her favorite ones with mud in her hands, telling me whether there are new shoots and buds, and lamenting the dead leaves and petals that have fallen on the ground. No matter which flowers bloom or fall, they will eventually be the worries of grandma hanging on the tip of her heart.
Probably tired of not having my own space, full of children husband and work, but not myself. Hating that I don't have passion and joy, I need a kind of concern, a kind of joy and sorrow that can bear my private quietness.
I don't know when the succulent entered my eyes, nor do I remember which one I saw that touched my heart.
Just so suddenly, let a dozen pots of succulents into my life. Without warning, I can't remember the beginning of the traction.
Many people say that without experiencing a complete spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is impossible to grasp the habits of meat and meat, and the instructions of the gods are only hurried into the ears at the beginning, and then drift away from the corners of the eyes.
Black rot, shell worms, gray moths, dryness, all the things that should be experienced I have experienced over and over again, I thought I would give up, but the first flower sword pumped against the sun, the first appeared separately, the first beheading after the bursting of cubs, the first time sowing and sprouting, all of which made me unable to give up, and I loved succulents more and more.
I grew up by the sea and have a strong love for the sea, but I don't like the sun. It wasn't until I had my own child that I felt what a wonderful picture and happiness it was for a baby to laugh and run in the sun.
And the succulent made me once again increase my desire for sunshine.
The beauty of flesh never converges, the bloom of winter, the arbitrariness of spring, the dormancy of summer, the burning of autumn.
Xiaomi Star gave endless surprises after being thrown outside the windowsill by me for a week, looking at the red, making people want to sing and dance.
Sedum or apricot, love to the bone marrow, read its beauty, its heat, its sincerity, in front of you do not cover, do not go to the end.
I forgot what this one was, and after several inquiries, it was probably a Swift. The pampered one, from the green cake full of eyes to the perfect lotus seat now, took a year.
I thought I only liked meat, but I found that I actually loved the vibrant and endless vitality.
During the week I went to Japan, my eyes kept looking for green, and the most I saw was this colorful leaf stone, whether it was the entrance to a park or a small apartment, or the door of a small shop on the street. I liked it in my heart, and when I returned to China, I searched for a certain treasure.
Most of the people who raise meat want to see the full state of succulents, but not all of them have good environmental conditions, and finally they all say that as long as they are still alive, it is already the greatest comfort, if they can not be in vain, it is the love of heaven, and the state can not be forced.
The first time I saw my own flesh and meat in a state was when I looked at the comparison chart. Inadvertently, it is beautiful, a bottomless beauty, and you can rub your eyes to confirm that it is not the beauty of dreams.
Christmas Dongyun, I always thought that it would not be put on makeup until Christmas, I did not expect happiness to come so quickly.
Many succulent names come with the state, but not many people can cultivate so beautiful, so every time you look at the color of the vegetable field, you are depressed, so how can such a beautiful name be pressed on you.
The moon fairy, ethereal, should only have been in heaven, but gave me the answer a year and a half later.
Sometimes, I am caught off guard by the sudden overtures of meat, and yesterday I was anxious about its green, and today I see a dazzling beauty. Oh, this Orion, so unseen beauty showed me.
I am a person who loves to be close to cats and dogs. But I have never had a cat, and the black rab at home is too rough, and I always want a cat as gentle as water to lie in my arms and see the beauty of the succulent with me.
This maruba Ji Qiuli, my husband bought it to make me give up the idea of buying a cat, looking at the cherry blossom-like pink, I was enchanted and agreed. Take it home, watch it every day, afraid that the pink will slip away.
Countless flower friends are reading their stories and learning from their experiences every day.
This Ponia is seen in a sister sharing picture, five minutes later on a treasure search to place an order, like its small quiet, exquisite beauty, no too much color decoration, even the flowers are white, but love not wanted.
I don't understand the beauty of embellishment, it's a distortion of life. That shouldn't exist, some evil, some momentum that rejects people thousands of miles away.
This drunken beauty, really let me drunk, when I opened the package, I thought the boss gave the wrong meat, that and the picture is not a color, to my hand of this, the color is too perfect, that lovely jelly color is really beautiful out of the sky.
The most unwilling thing is the love for the golden grass. I bought ten pots, but none of them can exceed a month, and when I see others bursting pots, I always feel that I must be able to do it. In the thirteenth pot, I gave up... I stubbornly believe that it is incompatible with my eight words. Can't have any life here. This pot is the last pot of recorded evergreen grass. I loved that tender green so much, and still so, but I didn't dare to go near it anymore.
My favorite has always been Sedum, and my friend has a fan of raw stone flowers, and every day he puts a lot of pictures to hook up with my careful thoughts. Finally, I opened my mouth and asked her to help me put together a pot of colored stones. I also like it, but they change too little, they really stay quietly like stones, they are beautiful and full of life, but it is like an incomplete life, lacking joy and sorrow, and the gap between flowers and flowers is too long, I even forgot that they are really life.
The pride of the succulent is definitely born in the comparison chart. In the early days, I didn't buy meat, and I only had buyer goods that the seller showed off. That ugly, I didn't even give up.
Hemmensa, how long did I look up the name, because when I first arrived home, it was so ugly that its mother did not know it. Give you a comparison chart to feel it.
See? God knows how much patience I put into waiting for it to transform gorgeously. The good villain is also a long face, and every time he sees it, he is proud, and his chin is to be lifted to the sky.
Often after the succulents are beautiful, I have to look through the pictures for a while to remember their old appearance.
The chick died this summer, but it showed me the true beauty of her last life. The soft beauty that touched her, it seemed that all the beauty could not match its short-lived femininity.
The balcony of the big general goods also made me have the throbbing of life. The mind lives rhythmically with them. I am very fortunate to encounter succulents, more vitality than these small things, and every day is full of happiness.
Finally, let's have a building in rex town.
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