The succulent plants on the balcony were repotted. After I transplanted the succulent plants into the new pot, the soil in the old pot was also poured into the large flower pot. When the soil was completely poured out, I saw traces on the bottom of the flower pot, which were succulent roots. As it grows, leave traces in the pot.
Plants grow on the ground, red flowers, green leaves, sweet fruits, this is what we often observe, and then in places we don't know, many things also have their own traces, recording the course of life. For example, the roots of plants, when they are really dug up and transplanted, people will know that the roots have actually traveled a long, deep journey. For example, earthworms, they don't walk on the ground, but they should have tasted all of them. For example, the wind, no one has ever seen it, but Wanmu hangs his head, we know it has come
Everything has traces, some are obvious, some are silent. It is well known that the sun shines on the earth, but shadows are only passively shown where there are occluders. The morning dew fell on the petals, and when the sun came, only one water stain was left. Mother's love is manifested in nagging on weekdays, and father's love may be just secretly stuffing your favorite snacks into the schoolbag. Some people are dazzling, some people spend their lives in obscurity
No matter what the method is, everyone uses their own way to leave traces in this world, more or less, deep or shallow. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com