When i was in the pit two years ago, i started with the painting of the gallows, and looked at them like stun paints, especially the fairies, so i had less than two months in my hand, green as fast as a regular chandelier, and so thin that i could break and step on a lot of pits in order to be able to grasp the nature of this thing, and now my pot is on the ground。
It's not very expensive, really, but there are a few key points。
First, the light is so extreme that i can't see the north balcony at first, then i throw the south balcony at the edge of the leaf, and now i'm pulling a veil south of the living room to the window, three or four hours a day, and then half-turning the flower basin every week. The strain is never crooked, and the purple texture on the leaves is particularly bright。
I used the earth that i had dug under the roof, pouring it together twice, and suffocating half a pot of root, and then the foliage was mixed with pearl rock and peat, and the bottom of the basin was covered with shreds of pottery, which breathed well through the water and never rot again。
I'm now taking care of the flower basin, and it's clearly lighter, and it's hot for two, three days in the summer, and it's cold for 10 days in the winter, and it's just like room temperature every time, and it's never getting to the root。
And don't be blind. I used to give nitrogen fat before, but the colours were too thin, and then in the spring and autumn, it was a little thin, compound fat, and occasionally a little potassium phosphate, and the leaves were thick and bright。
And i couldn't help but cut my heart to the top, then cut out a dozen sprouts in less than two months, soon burst into a pot, cut the branches alive, and sent my girlfriend two bowls, which are hard to keep。
