If a girl is allergic to pollen, I think it's a pity!

If a girl doesn't love flowers, I can understand that!

However, if there are girls who squint their eyes and say, "Girls who love flowers are very coquettish!" ”

Honestly, should I fight or not? I think, it's time to fight! So I gently punched her!

Que is a veritable tomboy, and her younger brother, from her description, has been abused by her countless times. She is not an ordinary tune, but after she was severely taught a lesson by her mother, immediately after, the next one to suffer was her little brother.

Que is a cruel sister, and I feel sorry for her brother!

Such a girl doesn't love flowers, understand in seconds! However, it's not good to be prejudiced against flowers!

One Sunday, I went to the flower shop and accidentally saw the seeds of kitten grass and the seeds of various flowers, so I bought them without hesitation. Originally placed in the dormitory, but later felt that it was easier to take care of it in the classroom, so I called Que to help me move the flower pots, she agreed, and asked me, what to plant? I told her one by one, but unexpectedly, she screamed, saying that she wanted kitten grass. I was afraid that if the seed was in the cradle, it would be terminated by her. So, I said that I would give it to her when it grows.

Kitten grass is not ordinary grass, after a few inches of emergence, I don't know that it was pinched off by the annoying guy, only a small handful of soil remained, and then, after that night, it unexpectedly grew more than ten centimeters tall. The kitten grass is getting taller and taller day by day, and it is the same day by day.

In the end, I gave the lush kitten grass to Que, and she was very happy. Look at each other, she and a pot of grass are also quite suitable!

I slept in the same class as Que, and when I asked how the kitten grass was growing, how was it? She laughed, then spat out three words: it's dead! I thought she was joking, but when I went to her class, I saw that the pots that were once full of grass were now only a pile of black soil. There was also a wooden stick stuck in it, and it said, her name and then the tomb! I reluctantly forgave her!

Later, she said sorry to me a lot, and I nodded. Knowing that she was actually not having a good time, it was rare to see her interested in plants, although it turned out to be a tragic end. I told her to try planting a few trumpet flowers, blue, pink, and purple. The flowering period is very short, but it can produce a lot of flowers. Just like her, every moment is beautiful, but it doesn't last long, will the bitterness be the same?

She said, you might as well give me a trumpet flower!

At the very least, find a flower that is similar to yourself, whether you want to cultivate it or not, it must go to the place where you can see or not, and it is blooming beautifully, who says it is not!