Chapter 36 my emerald

The smoked wind blows into my study, bringing with it the faint smell of manure from the field.I chose a rural area by the Wenyu River in the suburbs of Beijing to set up my study in my later years, with the intention of avoiding the hustle and bustle, especially the false hustle and bustle.In the embrace of the quiet countryside, the soul is always immersed in the cool enlightenment. There is a nursery next to the village. The greenhouse is made of adobe. When you drill in, there is a strong smell of fertile soil. The flowers and trees in it grow surprisingly vigorously. It is very different from the scene in those luxurious flower markets in the city. And the special charm of self-sufficiency.i from

The nursery brought back a large pot of foliage plants, philodendron philodendron, which has been cultivated into a towering totem pole. About 30 large shield-shaped leaves extend in all directions from the thick vines attached to the column in the center. In full bloom, when my wife came to see me in the study, she pointed at me with a smile and said, "Why do you always like this kind of thing with teeth and claws!" Showing your teeth and claws, but not hindering others, should be called a show of personality.Yes, I like it.The most popular variety of this kind of philodendron is that the leaves have purple-red luster, and the young leaf sheaths are rose-colored, commonly known as ruby.What I asked back was dark green leaves and light yellow leaves, commonly known as emeralds.In a study room with a large pot of emeralds except for a wall of books, a computer, a sound system, and a bed, listening to Rachmaninoff's Second Piano Concerto Looking down, looking at the majestic emerald, thinking about the past without regrets and regrets, it is really a precious time in life.

That day, I returned from the city’s Green Leaf Residence to the village’s Green Leaf Residence (also known as Wenyuzhai), and found two beautiful spathes growing from the leaf axils on the vine above the emerald. Ah, is this a foliage plant? Will you entertain people with flowers?Just a friend called, and I reported it to him as a happy event. Unexpectedly, he said: "Oh, I'm afraid it's an ominous sign, just like bamboo is about to bloom..." Putting down the phone, I I hurriedly checked the books, and a book that specifically introduced foliage plants clearly stated: "Philodina philodendron generally does not bloom. If it blooms, it means that the plant is dying. The flowers are composed of spathes and white spadix." I went to Take a closer look at the flowers on the top of the emerald, one of them has been slightly opened, and the white spikes are really exposed inside.

My emerald, whose life has passed through youth and highs, is now slipping rapidly toward the bottom.Think about yourself, your youth is gone, your career climax is far away, and you are sixty years old, and your energy is not as good as before.You really need to pity me and I pity you. I think that something should be dedicated to the emerald.Although it has come to the end of life, I should still treat it like a teenager!I carefully trimmed it and watered it just right. I originally planned to take pictures of it with Mozart's background music, but later I intentionally played the "Country Knight" intermezzo. In the music full of youthful fantasy, Emerald and I We looked at each other for a long time.

After returning to the city for another week, I came to Wenyuzhai again. When I opened the door, I was nervous, not knowing what kind of pot of emeralds I would see suddenly.The door opened and I froze.Not only did the emerald not die, its leaves spread wildly in all directions, and three clusters of light yellow leaves that were like sharp swords that had yet to unfold emerged from the top.Where are the flowers?Look carefully, ah, the heads of the two spathes have shriveled and fallen on the floor, and they have been blackened. When you pick them up and inspect them, it turns out that the slightly opened buds are tightly closed again, and the outer skin is peeled off. The sequence didn't grow long, and it was soft and rotten like mud.This is not a fairy tale, this is the real thing, my emerald, which survived the threat of death, continued its own life, and is still alive to create new situations.

Doctors have long pointed out, and some patients have come forward to say that sometimes optimism can dissolve cancer cells better than drugs; aging is a natural law, but if you maintain a strong desire to survive and keep your mental vigor forever, you will get a second degree of vitality. Youth; if it is a young life, then you should understand that the lowest ebb is also the beginning of the highest ebb, and you must not let the "curtain call flower" grow in your heart, once it pops up, you must immediately get rid of it... My emerald, are you silently declaring these truths?Yes, especially for me, you are reminding: How can you turn the idea of ​​"old age" into a sour cloud and let it cover your heart?Ah Emerald, thank you!This time, we will listen together.