Bauhinia

On the morning of midsummer, walking on the sunny street, the hot sun was burning on the Earth, and it seemed to be steaming all around, making people feel like being in a steamer with sweat flowing down constantly. Walking to the shade beside the street in a hurry, there was a feeling of being sheltered immediately. Walking on this avenue frequently, I never felt the magic charm of these green leaves. When I was waiting for the car in my spare time, I turned around casually and saw the Bauhinia vine which was covered with the fence on the balcony of my home. The end of one of the vines had climbed onto the wall of the compartment, this is the green plant I planted on the balcony to shade the sun. Thinking of the experience of this Bauhinia Vine reminds me of a word: life is endless and struggle is endless. I remember last spring, this Bauhinia Vine came to my home from the flower market. At that time, the exquisite flowerpot was covered with white stones, and a thick root stem with a pen pole emerged in the middle, with several long green vines hanging on the triangular bamboo shelf on the flowerpot, each leaf looks so green, and the buds extending out are covered with curly Silk. They are looking for objects that can be climbed, and the buds with triangular bamboo frames are supporting each other, green leaves swaying in the wind, like children dancing happily. I gently untill the threads circling each other, and clung them one by one on the fence of the balcony. Every day, I watched the buds continuously extending upward, and the threads tightly circling the steel wire of the fence, it seems to see its determination step by step, the joy of harvest one day. Maybe it was because of the change of seasons, or because I didn’t care carefully. Shortly after the summer, I found that the leaves of Bauhinia Vine turned yellow slowly, and the roots dried up slowly. Pieces of withered leaves and withered Bauhinia vines seem so bleak and helpless in the bleak autumn wind. I picked up a piece of fallen leaves and thought in my heart that this Bauhinia Vine may not have the reincarnation of the future years, and winter will come and spring will come. His wife cultivated soil and fertilizer for all the plants in the family, hoping to rejuvenate the withered flowers and trees in the spring. I didn’t have much hope for this withered Bauhinia Vine at first, until one day, my wife shouted excitedly: husband, come here, Bauhinia Vine has sprouted. Only then did I truly realize that spring really came and everything began to recover. Every time I stand on the balcony, I can feel the elongation of Bauhinia vine and the power of its hand grasping the steel wire, but I can’t imagine the way it attaches when climbing the wall. Still step by step, the difference is the length of rattan extension and the amount of new life. Under the reflection of sunshine, it is endless, luxuriant and luxuriant. The growth process of Bauhinia Vine is just like the process of life. A person’s life will never be smooth sailing. As long as he moves forward step by step and struggles endlessly, he can sit and watch the ups and downs and watch the ups and downs of the tide. Even if we fall into the low ebb of life, we must never give up lightly. We must believe that there is still spring and let us rebuild our lives. As long as we live endlessly, we will struggle more. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…