cactus, hey, this is really a strange plant with tenacious vitality! Cactus in potted plants, its tough character is surprising enough.
It doesn't care whether there is water, water shortage, hot weather or cold weather. Its emerald-like palm-shaped stem covered with hard spines keeps stretching upward, like a pyramid-like, and a small piece grows on a "green palm", overlapping each other and standing in this posture. No matter how dry the weather is, other potted plants have bowed their heads, but they are always full of vitality and soaring straight up.
It seems that it never pays attention to the living environment. As soon as it takes root in any barren soil, it seems to shout happily, "This place is very good. Just watch me flourish here!" It is covered with thorns, and no wild animal can violate it; Don't try to bite any pest. A green cactus broke off and fell to the ground. Do you think it is dead? No! It uses the nutrients in its body to cultivate another young cactus, which is really called "rooting".
Such a valiant and spiny plant, who would have expected that they have bright flowers! Some cactus flowers are beautiful. The national flowers of all countries include plum blossoms, lotus flowers, roses and lilies. You can imagine that in Mexico, a distant country where anti-riot heroes have emerged in large numbers in history, the national flower is cactus! People throughout the ages are praising the constancy of pine and cypress, the integrity of plum and bamboo, the arrogance of lotus and the brave struggle of hedgehog against the west wind ... I think cactus in particular deserves people's praise.
Sometimes, staring at the cactus cultivated in the pot, some poems like this can't help flying through my mind: dark green cactus, strange cactus, as if it were an image in a fairy tale world, growing a vigorous trunk from the cradle of life and facing the earth and the sun briskly. No matter how dry the day is, there is always a clear spring flowing in its heart, and no matter how barren the sand is, it always has a smiling face, no matter how fierce the heat is. It can stretch the beautiful petals, and the thorny big hand seems to be always swinging. "I don't believe that difficulties can crush stubborn life."
Cactus have such magical vitality. Anyone who knows a little about plants knows that their hometown was originally in a desert area. In such a difficult environment as desert, it was extremely hot and cold, flying sand and stones, severe drought and fierce storms, and they exercised cacti day and night for thousands of years. After such a long-term "natural selection", At last, cactus has developed such a stubborn character and outstanding style that ordinary plants are eclipsed by it. Otherwise, it would have been destroyed long ago. Like many other ancient plants, people can only find their traces in fossils. In the cactus's hometown, such as Mexico, the wild cactus can grow to a height of one or two feet, just like a big tree.
In China, Yunnan and Hainan Island in Guangdong, the cactus looks amazing when it is wild. I have been to some national defense outpost islands south of Hainan Island, where cactus grows like a mound on the beach, and it can grow anywhere, even in the sand moraine between rocks and the rotten wood of stumps.
This is a yellow-brown cactus with a large palm shape and sharp acupuncture like a steel needle. It bears delicious fruit the size of loquat and turns purple when it matures. Seeing that they are so full of youthful vitality where the sea water is immersed, I can't help but think of all the descriptions of cactus miracles in all the travel notes.
Only the strong among human beings can conquer the strong among these plants. These are the soldiers of our national defense outpost! For example, an island I have been to, Dongzhouzhou, and another island, like the eyes of Hainan Island, protrude forward and stand in the vast waves of the South China Sea. On the beach of this island, cactus is densely covered.
But according to the soldiers guarding the island, now, compared with when they just landed, I don't know how many cacti have been uprooted. Ten years ago, they came to this dark green island from the icy northeast. At that time, where were there any fields, houses, pastures and roads on this island? Cactus, cacti everywhere! At the beginning, this Koshimabara was deserted.
even today, you can still vaguely see a tropical island with its original style in the rocky coastal areas outside the beach where you can land. The vast blue ocean, waves are constantly coming in, hitting the rocks, giving a roar of the sky and the earth, splashing white foam.
sea crabs walk through the cracks in the rocks, barnacles and oysters are densely covered on the rocks, and sea cucumbers squirm in the clear sea water, spitting blue-white mucus. In the sky, the rock eagle is gliding.
what a vast and empty scene! Ten years ago, the whole island was full of such primitive scenery. The Japanese invaders once occupied this small island. When they lost, they filled up the wells and blew up the docks, leaving behind rusty cannons.
The whole island is occupied by cactus and weeds that are more than one person tall. So when the people's soldiers first landed on this island, it was just like landing on a primitive desert island.
So man and nature started a fierce struggle. The army that once fought by the Songhua River and chased down the enemy in the cold of MINUS 4 degrees has now come to a desolate island where rocks and grass are smoking.
what they have experienced may be much more difficult than what cactus has experienced in thousands of generations. First of all, they had to open up grass, set up tents and deal with snakes and centipedes crawling around.
at that time, they had to meet several snakes for a short walk. The first thing to do when you get up every morning is to swat the poisonous insects on the clothes.
In the hot summer in the south, the mercury column of the thermometer rises to 37 degrees. You know, in geography books, 33 degrees Celsius is called "extremely hot".
In this climate, hard work is needless to say, the most difficult thing is water. Every bit of water that is more precious than gold has to be shipped from Hainan Island. Every four people use a basin of water every day, cooking, cooking, washing and bathing, all by it! In the scorching sun, many soldiers' lips are cracked, but they are still giving each other water.
yes. 2. I am eager to ask for the original text of "Cactus". Thank you
Cousin and her family have traveled dozens of miles from the countryside to visit their sick mother.
as usual, I just came out to say hello and went back to my room to continue reading. The relationship between my cousin and my mother is excellent. When my mother opened that small grocery store in the county, my cousin was only 18 years old at that time. She helped in the store and was busy all day.
I haven't seen her for several years. My once gentle and shy cousin's voice has become as loud as all the farmers in the countryside. I closed the door, but I still clearly heard my cousin talking loudly about this year's harvest and a recent quarrel between the couple. The more she talked, the louder she became, and eventually she burst into tears.
under the crack of the door, I saw my mother look anxiously in my direction. Seeing that I didn't move, my mother continued to listen.
at first, my cousin just argued a few words in a low voice, and then he began to protest loudly. Finally, the couple formally squared up and quarreled in my house.
Cousin's roar, cousin's sobbing and mother's comforting voice are mixed with their baby twins' slapstick. I closed my book and pushed open the door, ready to go out on the street.
"wait a minute!" My mother stopped me, her eyes were scared and uneasy, like a child who made a mistake. I said calmly, "Mom, I'm fine."
My mother hesitated, and took out two hundred-dollar bills from her purse and gave them to me: "Go to my classmate's house to play first." I said, "Mom, I don't need it. I have money."
My mother's hand holding the money froze halfway, looked at me in a passive manner, and then quickly pulled out a pile of money: "Haven't you always wanted to buy a new guitar? Take it! Go and buy it, and ask Luo Shan to accompany you! " . I still said calmly, "Mom, I don't need it. I have money."
I'm not used to asking my parents for money. Two identical dark-skinned little things came out of nowhere and jumped to grab the money from their mother.
Cousin and his wife were very embarrassed. While beating the children, they snatched the money from them and gave it to their mother. The two little loaches kept struggling. They spat, sullied and cried.
My mother's face became more and more frightened. She kept watching me. I said, "Mom, I'm fine."
something was broken and sounded like music. Mother's face is ashen.
The floor is covered with mud. Cactus is lying in the mud, with a broken trunk, fresh wound and blood flowing. The little one immediately raised his hand and reported, "My brother did it!" The big one pinched his lips and blinked desperately.
cousin's slap is raised. I said, "Don't hit him."
My cousin looked at me as if he didn't know me. Yes, he was in love with his cousin at that time, and he came to my house several times. He also knew me at that time. I said to them, "it's okay. It's a cactus anyway. It can grow again."
They looked at me in a complicated way, including my mother. Second, I have a bad temper and a fierce temper, which is famous among my relatives and friends.
I dare to openly contradict the elders of the clan and drink and scold their nicknames; I dared to clamor to dig the ancestral grave of a person who laughed at me, and I really set off with a hoe that afternoon, which almost caused a clan fight; I dare to roar at any time and any place, whether at school or hospital. In short, at that time, I was an out-and-out flammable and explosive item.
Unjustified anger filled my chest all day. I walked with my face livid and my head bowed, as if the whole world owed me a lot of money. At that time, I was only fourteen years old when I was in Grade One.
In the words of my closest cousin, at that time, I was a mad dog that bit everyone. I remember, my second uncle, the most annoying person in the clan, said something behind my back: rotten wood.
I immediately responded with the most vicious words, and specifically attacked his taboo of not having a son. My second uncle, who is over 5 years old, is almost in tears.
I remember that the brick missed his eye by two centimeters-and he was my friend. Just because I think he's laughing at me.
I remember that I once chased a teenage high school student in the street with blood all over my face, with a foot-long watermelon knife in my hand. I remember ... I remember I almost went to prison; Almost expelled from school; Once, I jumped from the thirteenth floor just one meter away.
I am a bad boy, aren't I? Out and out, hopeless. Abnormal and paranoid self-esteem, let the gangsters in five streets give me three points; The strong desire for destruction made them stay away from me.
I walked alone in the crowd, leaning back my proud head. Protect my fragile and sensitive heart with cruel words and deeds.
I'm not a good student, but I'm not a punk either. I don't want to smoke, gamble or blackmail pupils.
so no group can accept me. I am completely wandering on the edge.
I thought I forgot. Is that thin and violent teenager really me? Yes, I know that's true.
his injury is my injury, and his suffering is my suffering. The scars left by that year are still clearly engraved on my face and heart.
three "Dad, are you asleep?" "It doesn't matter if I fall asleep, just say it to myself." "My name was given by my grandfather; I was delivered by my grandmother herself; I was brought up by my aunt; I was not a mad dog, but a puppy in my mother's arms.
at that time, I was lively, lovely and naive, and I was the happy fruit of the whole family. Isn't it? " "I can recite 5 Tang poems at the age of two, read at the age of three, and take part in the composition contest at the age of five.
You told me all this. " "Later, these became evidence that you proved that I was a modern' Fang Zhongyong'."
"Everything, everything, is only because my math is not good, and the primary school can still bluff through under the guidance of the teacher's pointer. In junior high school, I rarely pass.
It is often the Chinese teacher who praised my literary talent in the last class, and the math teacher called me a pig's head in the next class. Because I always failed in math, I couldn't get into a key high school. According to your adult logic, if I didn't get into a key high school, I couldn't get into a key university.
If you can't go to a key university, you won't have a good job, and if you don't have a good job, your children will be unlucky ... ""Dad, how young I was at that time, I still couldn't face up to this important matter that concerns the fate of my son or daughter. At that time, I loved reading, writing, laughing and going to the mountains to see the clouds alone. "
"until one day, you feel you have to take care of me. Otherwise, your only son will not be the dragon you expected, and will not be able to complete the Haikou-Tsinghua Peking University that you boasted for me when I was a baby. "
"First, burn. 3. Ancient Poems about Cactus
1. In the related poem Li Bai's "Answering the Family's Nephew and Monk Zhongfu to Give Cactus Tea in Yuquan Mountain", "Exposed as a cactus, it seems to pat a cliff shoulder".
2. Zhongfu, a nephew of the original answer family, gave cactus tea to Yuquan Mountain. I often hear about Yuquan Mountain, and the caves are full of milk caves. Fairy mice are like white crows, hanging upside down in Qingxi moon.
Ming gives birth to this stone, and Yuquan never stops flowing. Genke sprinkled Fangjin and took it to moisten muscles and bones.
clumps of old leaves are rolled up and branches are connected. Exposed to cactus, it seems to pat the cliff shoulder.
if the world has never seen it, its name will be passed on. Zong Ying is a Zen master, and he has given a good article.
there is no salt in the candle that cleans the mirror. Sitting in the morning has a lot of fun, and singing and broadcasting the heavens.
3. Note ① Guo Pu's poem: "Left arm the sleeves of floating hills, right arm the shoulders of Hongya." Xue Zong's Notes on Xijing: "Hongya was a geisha in san huang."
② "New Preface": "There are women in Qi, who are extremely ugly and unparalleled, and the nickname is no salt woman." (3) Zhao Qi's Notes on Mencius: Xi Zi, a good woman in ancient times, Xi Shi also.
④ According to the Buddhist book, the three realms * * * have thirty-two days, and from four days to days without thinking, they are always called the heavens. It is often heard that there are many caves like milk caves on Yuquan Mountain, in which there are many fairy mice (white bats) of white crows hanging upside down from the trees in Qingxi looking at the bright moon.
Tea grows on the cliff in this mountain, and Yuquan gurgles on the stone, never stopping. The roots of tea trees can be watered with mountain flowers and aromatic fluids, which can moisten muscles and strengthen bones after being taken.
Tea bushes are very old, with lush green leaves and connected branches. Seeing that tea leaves are exposed to the sun like cactus, E69DA5E887AA62616964757A 686964616F313333386562 looks like you can pat the fairy Hongya on the shoulder with it.
There is no such tea in the world. Who will name this tea and make it last forever?