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Chapter 20 Chapter 19: Unreachable Green

best happiness 何炅 1699Words 2018-03-16
Back to school after vacation.As soon as I opened the door of the office, the colleague from the next room heard my key ring and ran over to greet me. As soon as she entered my room, she screamed: "What's the matter?" Looking in the direction of her finger, I also saw that scene of human tragedy. The unknown green plant on the window sill of my office has withered and yellow leaves, fragmented, drooping there, and obviously has no vitality. I rushed over to make amends in vain, and my colleague yelled at me: "How can I put it on the window sill for such a long time during the holiday? How can I not water it? How can..." I blamed myself deeply, Also feel indescribably frustrated.

I have always been obsessed with the home of the protagonist in the movie since I was a child. I just want the feeling of tall green plants in the spacious living room.So elegant and natural, so full of vitality, the protagonist is sitting under the tree talking, drinking tea and reading in the shade of the swaying tree, or pacing among the greens to create scenes, which are ever-changing. Pay equal attention to being close to nature, the noble temperament and the abundant wildness are together! Therefore, I have never stopped pursuing the green home. When I was a child, my family was very particular about this.Although everyone was not rich at that time, people's high standards and strict requirements for the quality of life did not relax at all.It is specifically manifested in the fact that every household is competing with the scenery on the balcony, which is more lush and full of flowers than anyone else.Every once in a while, everyone will get together to discuss this topic enthusiastically: who’s what kind of flowers grow well, whoever cuts narcissus in a way, and there is even a collective organization in the yard to go to whose house at night Wait for the hilarious things that are short-lived.

But in retrospect, our family has always lacked housekeeping skills in gardening.Although my parents were both farmers, it is quite another thing to spend time and thought on taking care of flowers and plants, especially some shy and precious potted plants.There are often some plants that come to my house with luxuriant branches and leaves, and they are taken care of by the family members. It is also strange that they quickly fall into a field with broken flowers and leaves. Of course, the family members are more panicked.At that time, it was not my turn to be under pressure, because basically as long as we children were responsible for viewing and holding back curiosity and not touching the potted plants at home, everything would be fine, and we were not allowed to interfere in the specific cultivation work.So I often consciously reflect on this matter from the perspective of an outsider.Not enough sunlight?The water is not poured in place?Or is the fertilizer not strong enough?After comparing horizontally and vertically, I found no substantive problems, so I decided to think this way: the climate in our home is not suitable for planting flowers and grass.

In fact, the balcony of my house was often considered to be full of flowers at that time, and the expensive and the cheap were juxtaposed and competing for spring, but there was something strange inside.Those sunflowers and cacti that thrive on their own without paying attention to them are indeed native to my family, but those exquisite Clivia and peony flowers have their origins.Because it failed many times after repeated trials, our family would immediately send these precious flowers to the neighbor's uncle, a skilled flower grower, and entrust him to cultivate them for him.Once you have the meaning of budding, you should quickly pick it up and show it off. The flowers must bloom in your own home, and it is clear that they are for appearance.

I remember that one year, the whole country was frying Clivia.From time to time, news spread from official and unofficial channels that someone in Changchun or other places sold more than 10,000 yuan of high-end Clivia.The 10,000 yuan at that time was a huge sum of money, so I would often sit silently on the balcony and send out my spring and autumn dream of a 10,000-yuan household to the Clivia that had just returned to my hometown to bloom, still struggling and hesitating. Isn't it supposed to divide the wall neighbor uncle for a fraction of the money. Then came to Beijing.It is impossible to play with those flowers and plants in the dormitory during the process of studying in college, and the green dream can bear it

And endure.After graduation, I lived by myself, and finally I can start to realize my dream in my own small world.But I don't know if it's genetics or what, my family's green journey is also struggling. First, I went to buy some kind of grass that would grow roots by itself in the water. I said that it would be good to change the water once a week, but before I had time to change the water for the first time, half of the leaves turned yellow.Later, I bought another Brazilian wood, and my friends all agreed that it was the ugliest Brazilian wood they had ever seen. Under the heavy setback, I didn't believe in evil, so I bought a lucky tree downstairs in my house.That man was passing by with a pile of trees on his tricycle, and I stopped him. I picked the strongest and most respectable tree, and he went from 110 yuan to 80 yuan!Then triumphantly moved upstairs.

I put it in front of the window, how I like it. On the first day, it was not yellow, and stretched its waist vigorously in the morning air. The next day, it was not yellow, and it was swaying its arms gracefully in the evening sun. On the third day, it didn't turn yellow and countless ants appeared on the floor of my house. On the fourth day, I didn't know if it was yellow, so I moved it out of the bedroom without hesitation.At the beginning, I also inquired about many ant-proof tricks and prepared to tidy it up before inviting it back to the house. As soon as I moved to the door and turned around, I didn’t know that it was moved back home by some hard-working thief.

Now my home is green!There are all kinds of textures, silk, paper, nylon, it is a complete collection of artificial plants.I also know that this is self-deception, but what can I do? Green, why is it so far away?
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