After i had three basins, i thought the label "landnuts" was a lie until i saw this girl in shanghai and found out it wasn't so bad, it was my own hand。
It's a small sap brought by her mother from her home, or from the roof of her neighbor's house when she was 12 years old, and it's been working for 20 years。
She came back with her little flowering experience, and it's hard to die with the skin, and she's got a thought when she's at work, and she's been on the west balcony for seven years, and she's got flowers all year before。
Later, the cargo grew taller and leaned like shrimp, and she was a little tired of the balcony, with the big head coming down and hanging on the shelf by the balcony。
It was not until eight months later that she cleaned up the balcony that she found that the hanging guillotine had gone through 40 degrees of summer sun and had not even had much of a formal soil, and that it was going to bloom。
I saw the real pain in the face before i raised the acupuncture, fearing that it would dry twice a week, and that it would run out of fatter by five degrees of nutrients, and either its rotting roots would be left with a skin, or it would be broken once it was touched, and i would be lucky to live for a year。
I thought it was a good sign that the flowers were blooming, and now i understand that the only thing that's going on here is to save energy, and the less you're going to disturb it, the more secure it is to feed itself。
The lazy plant really has to take the lead, and it's counterproductive for you to treat it like an ancestor, and it's a bit of a surprise for you。
I just threw the newly bought seedlings on a stolen window yesterday, and i'll water it once a month. I'll see if i can wait till the day it blooms。
