There are several pots of flowers and plants on the flower stand in the corridor of the class. There are daffodils that are still growing silently, there are colorful prickly prickly prickly pears, there is a pot of lush green radish, and there is lucky bamboo Among them, the most attractive pot is Intensely scented jasmine.
This pot of jasmine has successfully attracted everyone's attention. Every time before entering the classroom, the students take a look, oh, there are three or two flowers blooming today, and the one against the wall seems to be bigger. The teacher smelled it before entering the classroom. The flowers are so fragrant and the air is sweet. During the break between classes, the little master went out to pour water on it, and a few classmates could comment on it, and then tell others when they come back, and the next group of people will continue to watch and watch
People who grow flowers not only grow flowers, but also pour their love into them. This morning, the little owner of the potted flower told me sadly that there were two flowers that were picked up by someone. I haven¡¯t attended class yet. As a flower lover, I and everyone are trying to figure out how to become flower guardians and protect us. Delicate and lovely jasmine; this pot of jasmine has lush branches and leaves, and everyone found that there seemed to be some small dots in the branches and leaves, and everyone began to worry and think about how to solve this problem
A potted flower, a stalk of grass, sometimes seems to have become a breeze in life, a thought, a reason for inadvertently raising the corners of the mouth.
It's hot, and this pot of jasmine has bloomed a lot of flowers in the afternoon. When the breeze blows, the fragrance rushes around to tell everyone that the flowers are blooming. Let everyone stop, close your eyes and smell it, and remember the blessings of this summer ( Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com