The revelation of mimosa

At the request of my daughter's language teacher, each child is required to keep a pot of flowers (grass) for careful observation and write an essay about writing things, so my wife went to the flower garden and bought two relatively inexpensive mimosas and put them on the fence of the balcony.

To be honest, I am not very good at tending to flowers and plants, at best, I only occasionally raise one or two on a whim, when I have time to look at them, and eventually let them follow Darwin's laws of nature, self-perpetuating to go. But in order for my daughter to write an essay for the teacher to praise or decided to "serve" them well. So I took care of the two mimosas like babies, replacing them with beautiful pots, bringing them to the balcony every morning and bringing them into the room at night, expecting them to grow well.

They both stood shyly on the fence against the window. The bottom of her stem was brown, and all along the bottom of the stem, she became lighter and lighter in color, turning soft green at the top. The top of the stem has stiff little spines that grow very regularly, two on each branch node, which are her weapons of protection. The leaves are dark green and very beautiful, with four peacock feather-like leaves on each petiole, each of which is about three centimeters. Normally, Mimosa's leaves unfold naturally during the day and close at night. Her leaves and twigs are very sensitive, and when touched gently, a pair of leaflets will close and droop regularly along the leaf axis. If the force of the touch is greater, not only the leaflets close, the petiole of the total leaf base neighbor is also affected, and the whole big leaf will hang down, like a shy little girl with her head down, without saying a word.

These two petulant children also have the function of weather forecasting. When the sun comes out, they open their leaves, stretching with spirit; when it gets dark at night, they close their leaves and droop their branches, as if they are sleeping quietly. When the weather changes, dull, seems to thunder and rain, their leaves will automatically close up, this is really amazing "shy grass". They grew and grew and grew, and the branches became stronger and fuller, spreading around the pot, and producing many flower bones.

This morning, I found that the mimosa had three flowers, two on the left and one on the right. The flowers are pink, but with some white in the middle. The flowers were fluffy, like a little pom-pom, cute. So I couldn't help but reach out and touch her, but when my hand touched her her leaves closed up extremely quickly and the twigs and flowers hung down at the same time. At that moment, a kind of nameless touch came to my heart, who said that only humans have life? This is just an extremely insignificant plant, her senses are so rich, although she did not make a sound, but you in her shyness, as if to hear the delicate murmur "I am not beautiful, no camellia delicate, no pomegranate charming, not to mention the proud peony ... Why do you have to be so kind to me? ". . So, suddenly, that moment, there was a wordless touch, in the depths of the heart, like a ripple, a circle ripple. "The most is the tenderness of a bowed head", the world has changed in many ways and colors, thick ink and colorful arbitrary depiction, the most loved, is still the "a bowed head" of the subtle and heartfelt. I want to talk, snot and tears do not speak. Those who understand, will understand; those who do not understand, outside the door of the heart. The resonance is clear when you look at each other and smile; without resonance, what can you do to harmonize a song? When this is the strongest, those who have a heart, may understand?

As the old saying goes, "No one is perfect, no jade is perfect." Grasses are guilty of their own shortcomings and humble enough to transform, while humans are often taboo because of their shortcomings. A person who can humbly correct his faults is a sage. In ancient times, ① Zhou was young, fierce, strong and narrow-minded, for the village people suffer, but once enlightened, beheaded the demon, fallen people have "heard of the death" reputation.

"If a person has the virtue of humility, just like the water of nature, he or she will be able to make a great career. The mimosa can do so, let alone in the smart human. I praise the straightforwardness of Mimosa, its humble mind and open-minded quality, will be a profound lesson and inspiration to human beings.

Mimosa is not in the same situation as camellia, pomegranate and peony, but it can suffer the torment of the years with a pious mind and perseverance. I am absolutely sure that everything in the world is in the midst of poor changes, and Mimosa will also suddenly undergo a bud change at a thundering dawn to induce a juice useful for human health.

When Zhou was young, he was particularly violent and tough, and he loved to fight with people, so the local people regarded him as a scourge. Later, he tried to reform himself by killing a tiger and cutting down a jiao, and finally became a loyal minister.