During the spring drought, many plants wilted. During the period when the song "love is deep and rainy" was very popular, I took an eye medicine bottle and watered it several times. I found that it didn't have the spirit of crimson fairy grass. Before watering, there was no sign of dying. After watering, it didn't have much spirit. It seems that I'm too amorous. It's not sister Lin. its past life may be just a village maid. When autumn comes, thousands of trees are withering. It seems that it has not felt the cold coming, but the edge of the leaves is a circle of dark red. Flowers are long gone. After the White Dew is frost, the snow is floating. I went out for a few days, and when I passed by them again, I found that it had been hanging softly on the cracks of the bricks - frozen to death. A cold winter, for me, may be just a common experience, for those plants that grow normally, it's just a long dream of sleeping soundly; when the spring wind blows again, I will carry a new circle of rings and rotate the circle without much change, and all the plants will step into a new cycle, and compose a green ballad again. Does this stubborn grass grow new buds?
带着这种好奇,每天经过时,我都要看一看这株陪伴了我一年的枯草,希望它在某个早晨能够睡醒,能够再陪我走过春夏秋冬。可惜没有。春雨过了,百花开了,蝉儿在枝头高声地唱着属于它们的歌儿,那株小草还是干枯地吊在砖缝里,没有一点复苏或重生的迹象。
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