My Story with Plants Diary, My Story with Plants

I have a special hobby of collecting plants and making beautiful specimens.

I love nature and the plants in all its forms. In spring, a hundred flowers bloom, bees and butterflies dance among the flowers; Red hearts, green willows, and grass sway in the wind. In summer, cicadas chirp incessantly, green creepers crawl all over the hedge, the smiling faces of sunflowers rotate with the sun during the day, and nightshades of nightshade are bathed in moonlight.

In autumn, the ginkgo biloba turns yellow and the maple leaves turn red. The autumn wind carries the aroma of rice on the ground, and the sun becomes sweet and fragrant. In winter, the most common is plum blossoms.

Although it is snowing heavily, Lamei is open regularly despite the severe cold. The petals are golden yellow with a layer of oil, which is particularly striking against the white snow.

I love the plants of each season just as much, and I want to leave the colors that are unique to each season. So I learned how to make herbarium with my mother. The production of the specimen may seem simple, but it is a meticulous task.

First of all, you have to choose the most beautiful ones among the countless flowers, carefully pluck them, thin the petals, and then clip them into the book. For particularly large flowers, you can only choose a few petals to make them. Wait until the pages have absorbed the water from the petals, then carefully remove the flowers and glue them to a special specimen holder with double-sided tape.

By the way, I also want to classify the flowers of each season, and then write the name of the flower and the characteristics of the flower on the side, so that I will not forget it in the future.

The beauty of the four seasons, from red apricots to plums, others use cameras to take pictures of the scenery, but I use a plant specimen to keep the spring; Others use a sketchpad to capture the autumn colors, but my herbarium will keep the aroma lingering. In my specimen folder, the white one, it was a pear blossom; Light pink, that's cherry blossoms; The fiery red one is the camellia; The golden one is the hypericum ......The petals and leaves are forever kept in the specimen holder, and for me, it seems as if the joy and color of each season never go far.

Although plants can't speak, I think they are singing the most beautiful songs with their lives. The plants that remain in my herbarium have formed a deep bond with nature.

My story with plants... Recent. I'm hooked on a game called Plants vs. Zombies...

Write about the process of your play). After playing, I decided to take a closer look at what the plants in the game look like in real life. (Write Observation Process).

After that, it's OK to end by yourself, oh.

Today, my dad bought me an "egg". It's beautiful, I love it.

When I got home, I saw a few pictures on the side label, but I didn't understand what it meant. I thought about it for a while, and it turned out that I was introducing how to grow plants. I took a spoon and knocked it a little bit on the top of the "egg", and I saw a lot of "sand".

Then, I'll drench some more water and that's it.

Today, as soon as I get home, I go to the balcony to look at my plants. I looked, why did some of the "sand" drift to the east and some to the west? It's weird.

I asked my mother, "Mom, why does some of the sand drift to the east and some to the west?" Mom said

Because the wind blows, the "sand" will drift in different directions. "I finally understood, and I still have to keep it in my head.

Today, I am very happy and have learned a few things.

You can imagine what happened to me with the plant in the diary.

A beautiful spring is coming, and the mood is rippling but also very wonderful. So I planted a seed one night and have been hoping that it will blossom and bear fruit soon.

I feel like it's being taken care of by me like a child, but I'm not like a father. The outside world has bloomed in spring, and my greenery is growing rapidly. Already from infancy to infancy.

I walk around the campus every day, and the scents come from the opposite side, and all kinds of flowers are mixed together. I have a very strong hope that my "child" will blossom and bear fruit, and I wake up every morning to see it, how I hope it will give me beautiful flowers to attract the attention of others.

Soon I replanted a seed in his home, and I will find him a friend. That way you won't be lonely. A week passed, and its little friend also surfaced.

They seemed to be racing as fast as they could, and soon their little friends overtook them, and I thought it would be frustrated. But soon I found out that I was wrong, a big mistake, it was unwilling, it was crazy to absorb the nutrients in the soil, and it was not affected by its friends in the slightest. I think this is an example and a spirit that we all should learn from.

Now they are very luxuriant and they are very good companions. Mutual understanding helps, in order to let each other bask in more sun, they invariably grow to the side, leaving a space in the middle, like a courtyard. In real life, how many people will give up their own interests for the benefit of others, and how many people will not hold grudges against each other after being defeated, but learn from him?

Maybe that's the difference between humans and plants.

I hope that everyone in Li Hu can help each other and understand each other like them. Then the world will be a better place.