The short prose of grapes

Without seeds and cuttings, a young grape seedling actually grew out in the hard soil in front of the door. At first, I ignored it. In a year, after spring, summer, autumn and winter, it stood out from the crowd and became an outstanding vine. Early spring, thin vines. But it also pursues the splendor of spring and the richness of autumn. I think it was abandoned at will, or blown away by the wind, so it fell into such a harsh environment, grew out of the greedy soil alone, and survived tenaciously. I pity this grape, water it in the morning, fertilize it at night, and then put it on the shelf. It is very knowledgeable and getting stronger and stronger. Stretching east and west, the green crown is more vigorous and lush. On a hot day, the grape trellis is an open umbrella. Under the scorching sun, the sky is covered. When I came back from work, I felt a little cold when I looked at the green scaffolding. Sitting under the grape trellis, I feel refreshed and exhausted. Under the grape trellis, people enjoy the cool, chat and play chess, which adds endless fun to life. At the same time, the grape trellis also reminded me of my childhood reverie. I heard from my grandmother that on the night of the 25th day of the first month, under the grape trellis, rats could be heard blowing and beating to get married. On July 7th [Chinese Valentine's Day], I can hear the whispers when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet each other ... In the days when I get along with the grapes day and night, I have a deeper understanding of it and appreciate its character more. Although it looks deformed and ugly, it looks approachable. It only needs a ray of sunshine and a little rain to live well, showing the immortal vitality of life. In summer, it will be attacked by thunderstorms. It won't wither, but it looks fresh and green. In the sun, green flashes, showing that green is the primary color of life. When winter comes, everything is depressed, but although the grape trellis has no green leaves, it has big branches and twigs, which are exhausted and intertwined, and its shape is like a dragon fighting for a dragon, fearless. When the snow hits the branches, it is a poem, a painting, a kind of scenery ... It has a new green color, which is more lush and stout than in previous years. I gradually have feelings for it, and I want to see it after work. When I encounter setbacks, grievances and troubles in my life, I should pay more attention to it, inject peace and a touch of green into my heart, and inspire the courage of life. This grape has been growing for several years, with branches and leaves, and has never borne grapes. My friend said, "As you sow, you reap. What's the point of planting grapes that don't bear fruit? " "Cultivate sentiment." In my deep consciousness, it is a green vine, a vibrant life, never asked to bear grapes. So I won't be swayed by considerations of gain and loss. I will chew my life and harvest my life under the grape trellis ... Original source:/article/duanbiansanwen/200803/65438.