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An old memory is not good. Every things start to forgetting this or that, always make it to. Sometimes even not yet noon forgot what food to eat in the morning. Sometimes downstairs I locked the door, but just don't believe in yourself. Have to run upstairs to check. This phenomenon in medicine called "obsessive compulsive disorder". I'm not infected with the disease do not know, in order not to make mistakes, "forced" force. Otherwise one day forgot to turn off the gas, not trouble. Do you think it's strange, so bad memory to remember the past things clearly, as if it were yesterday.
Recently, always love to recall the childhood, hometown have memories of plants. There is a saying: "the plants off the overall situation". I think it can be touched by their. A few days ago to return home to take some photos, crossing the street has picked up many zero zero yo story. istick 40wTo have lived for more than 40 years old ago look, now the owners don't in. To see the old house has been its new owner changed beyond recognition, heart faint a little sad, think of daughter had to say: "father, will I have the money. The old house to buy back". I had this idea, but before all this makes me to abandon the idea. Let me put the hometown memories stay forever in the dream, I even don't have the courage to stay, even the photos are not take hurried escape from here.
Strange to say, moved to the city to live on the building, has never done before and here the dream, this dream seems to be with the development of the times and the reform. In recent years, the dream is colorful, and the pixels are very high. Always dreamed of some things in the old Zhaizi, of course some very strange. As the walls of fire or flood. But most of the dream or reality. For example, a few days ago, dream of the old summer garden, the sunset, I sat in the hoist frame hut ago, watching the evening primrose bloom, this is my favorite. You think, midsummer evening, sitting on a small stool, brew a pot of tea, holding a palm leaf fan, listening to the cricket frog near Qu Qu, far cry, sniffed the breeze carrying bursts of fragrance, geared dc motor don't drink has been drunk. No more is the process view the kind called Tuberose flower. This flower has a name called Wan Xiangyu, too feminine, let evening primrose, is really something. I don't say it, said the first flower. The cordate telosma night every branch will open three, as long as you have the time and patience, just sit and watch. This flower will open a flower, then open a flower, as it slowly opened buds moment, suddenly broke out, completely open, from bud into four petals is trumpet shaped yellow flowers. At the same time, emit light in the jasmine flowers, and clear to jasmine, refreshing, make a person hears is drunk, a sweet life does not forget. So, I planted the flowers are planted on large scale, some people say, all that you said only a flower, this also can say your house is garden. If you have the patience to listen to, I will say to you, what are our garden, that is: Shaguo cherry medlar tree, age two season branches red. Frame gourd white flowers, flowering trees full of roses. Pui diffuse green fence, Huoxiang Malian and perilla. Cypress vine flowers like the golden lotus flowers red. Step by step to spend five colors, on Chrysanthemum not eternal. Colored plum snapdragons, the plum cited butterfly bee. The grass melon on chrysanthemum, Lily peony big red string. In front of a greenhouse after fertilizing and weeding the vegetables, le. Coriander leek how to cook Chinese cabbage, beans, cucumber and shallot. Pumpkin Pumpkin Farm green, green pepper long eggplant. matrix mini-i proPotato corn sunflower, moss Artemisia apiacea Hance is a king. If there is the courtyard, a dream also must report the flowers. I say this courtyard is not as Baicao garden. Is again how? It was a thing of the past, not to mention. Tree roots, old old man, wordy Rory said too many, too many memories that I moved, my garden there is no flowers, these ordinary life let me know how to cherish, cultivate my temperament, although do not have, but it will always be rooted deep in my memory Office Furniture Hong Kong.


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