Because of the rainy weather, I did not patronize the bonsai on the balcony for several days. One of the POTS was falling, and her life was in danger, but an unknown plant was growing beside her, and swaying triumphantly in the wind. A feeling of sadness rose from my heart. I both blamed myself for my negligence and lamented the fragility of bonsai. I urgently rehydrate the bonsai, but to the exotic unknown plants, I can not eradicate the hands. What a life it was, when the miniascape began to lose its splendor, and to decay, and she caught hold of it, and began to bloom and flourish. Yes, if I had my eye on it, she might have been removed from the picture in the middle of nowhere. After all, it was the heaven and earth of the miniascape, and the life she did not belong to finally destroyed that carved beauty. But a few days of kung fu, she is not afraid of water shortage, seized the opportunity to grow as tall as bonsai, happy to make public life. I looked at the bonsai on the verge of death, also looked at the unknown plants, I seem to see these days in the balcony of the fight, the surface of the surface quietly, under the soil is already a fight for life and death. On this little balcony, I realized the true meaning of life: have you not me, have I not him! In modern society, everyone is trying hard to stay mediocre. There are so many resources. If you want to live, you have to do your best. That unknown plant in miniascape, with upright posture reminded me, life is such, not you die, I live.
