I had a pot of cactus in first grade, and i thought it was a very strange plant. It wears a green “armour coat” and the “armour coat” carries a needle-like prick. If you have the guts, you can touch its military coat but the consequences are self-pity! Because it's gonna make you bark. It's like warning you, "don't touch me."。
When i first started raising cactus, i made a lot of jokes because i didn't know how to plant drought-resistant plants like cactus. For example, i watered the cactus for three or three days at first, and it took a little while for two or three cactus leaves to rot slowly and slowly, and after a day or two the body to grow yellower, and then quickly blackened, and eventually the whole piece of the cactus to black mud. Some time ago, i was just about to finish this failed planting. A hundred-year-old meteor shower occurred, and a new life was born in those black mud. I'm excited. An immediate online review revealed that the cactus are happy with sunlight, warm, drought-resistant, cold and water-free for neutral micro-alkali soils, and that the family should choose a window table with abundant ventilation. And after a period of time of plentiful cultivation, it will soon grow full of leaves, a chance, and the cactus in the sun will grow greener。
After this, i was touched by the tenacity of the cactus! I think even the cactus has a spirit of indomitable struggle, which i have to learn to be better myself
