When Italian poplar was first introduced to my hometown, the township government bought a lot of Italian poplar saplings and piled them in a spacious yard in order to increase the promotion. Those saplings are big and straight, tall and graceful. Some people who work in the township government secretly take some trees home when people are not looking. I can't help it. Since others can take it, why can't I? Overnight, I brought many trees home. Where are so many plants planted? You can't even plant pots and pans! I really can't think of a place. This place suddenly appeared. I carried the poplar seedlings to the head of the responsibility field, and there was a big ditch next to the responsibility field for drainage. I planted these seedlings on the ditch slope, and the battle was really beautiful. From then on, no matter how busy I am, I will come to see them every day to see when they will sprout. But these saplings, like holding their breath, have the same caliber and do not sprout. The other trees are green, and there is no movement at all. I cut its bark with my nails, and the light green under the bark dried up! I'm so sad, they colluded with the strike, and none of them survived! I'll ask someone why. Some people say that the transportation time is too long, and some people say that the roots of this sapling have been scalded with boiling water by the seller of saplings. Asked why he burned his roots, the man said, if you want to plant them all alive, who will you sell the saplings to next year?
Later, I went to live in the city and there was no place to plant trees. Spring is coming, and we have to choose two things to do. One is to go under the willow tree by the city river to see when the branches sprout; One is to buy some flowers and plants at home. The flowers that can be raised are not prosperous, and the grass that can be planted will not live long. When the flowers bloom, there is no breath. When the grass grows, it withers, and then it "says goodbye" to life.
One day, a flower seller pulled a tricycle with large and small flowers and plants on it. One of them is the largest, with gratifying growth and pleasing shape. Green is like a floating cloud, winding around the trunk and refusing to leave. I asked what tree it was, and the flower seller said it was a happy tree. I asked how much this cost, and the flower buyer said to sell it to others 1000 and sell it to you for 800. On hearing the price, I was shocked. Boy, it is so expensive! The flower seller can see what I mean by leaving, so speak less. I said as little as I can, and the flower seller said how much you gave me. I think the flower seller has given me face, and I can't pay back 1000. The price is too stingy. I ruthlessly say that the house business in Xuzhou has been cut (cut), and I will give you 400. The flower seller said that you really cut it in half, which is too little. I said I only paid so much, I don't want it. I have decided not to buy it. But the flower seller said, I'll sell it to you, and I'll sell it to you with my teeth clenched! Look at you, you are so honest. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't sell it for 800 points less. It turned out that there was a price. The flower seller moved this pot of happiness tree from the first floor to the second floor and rested many times, saying it was not easy to sell you a tree! What he said embarrassed me and made me feel ashamed. I shouldn't have halved the price.
The tree didn't die until the next spring, and it grew new leaves. That day, my friends and I went to a garden to see flowers. Suddenly I found rows and rows of happiness trees, big and small. I thought it was a rare species, but it wasn't. I pointed to a tree bigger than I bought and asked the shopkeeper, how much can this one sell? The master said, you give me 200 yuan, and I'll take it home for you and move it into the house. One hundred and eighty yuan will do, and no less.
My heart fell to the ground, stunned!