The glory of hydrangea is over. Once upon a time, big pink flowers and big purple flowers were crowded together, making them gorgeous in late spring and early summer; first the color dimmed, then the petals began to fall, and a month of brilliance and a month of joy finally came

Hydrangea 's glory has passed. Once upon a time, big pink flowers and big purple flowers were crowded together, making them gorgeous in late spring and early summer; first the color dimmed, then the petals began to fall, and a month of brilliance and a month of joy finally came to an end.

My friend came to the yard and looked at the withered hydrangea flowers one by one. He picked up the scissors and, with a few clicks, cut off the lush hydrangea leaves and flower stems to the ground. I was horrified to see them.

"Can you survive if you cut it like this?"

"Of course, you can't survive if you don't cut it."

Looking at my confused look, he turned around and started cutting another hydrangea.

"If you want to bloom vigorously next year, you must vigorously cut off these branches today. Their mission is completed. They must be cut off to leave nutrients and save energy for flowering in the coming year."

"You must know how to give up, and you will have a harvest next year. .”

This is so familiar, I have never heard it before.

That spring, the loofah grew very luxuriantly, and the long vines covered the short wall. Soon, the vines were covered with yellow flowers, and the flowers bloomed vigorously, flowing on the wall like a waterfall.

"There will definitely be a lot of loofahs this year," I was full of hope.

"At least pick off most of the flowers, otherwise you won't be able to eat the loofah."

I didn't believe it, so I picked off most of the flowers on one loofah, but not the flowers on one. Twenty days later, the loofah from which the flowers had been picked produced very long and tender loofahs, and all the remaining flowers had grown. However, the loofah that seemed to have more flowers had very few fruit, and the loofahs that had grown were Thin, small, and malnourished.

At that moment, I finally understood why when I was a child, when the pear tree was blooming, my father always asked us to shake the tree, so that the blooming pear blossoms would fall down, and the fruits would be big and good.

Only by cutting off the leaves and stems can more flowers bloom; by giving up the beautiful flowers, can we produce more and better fruits.

Life is a process of constant letting go. In the process of children learning to walk, only when adults are willing to let go can children learn to walk.

People who are willing to lose often win.

Xiao Xie is a member of the fencing team. Not long after he joined the school team, competitions continued one after another. Xiao Xie is not skilled enough to be a main player, but every time he competes, he always rushes to be the substitute player. It seems that he has never won. The players secretly laughed at him: "I am not making it difficult for myself." He heard , didn't care, and never tired of it. Gradually, everyone suddenly discovered that Xiao Xie had made great progress and soon became a main player. The team members were curious. He didn't practice more than everyone else, and the teacher didn't give him any tips. Why did he become the main player so quickly? He smiled and said: "I'm not afraid of losing. The process of losing every time is the process of learning for me. Only if you are not afraid of losing can you win."

Life is like this. Don't always think about getting something, you must not be afraid of losing anything. The process of losing is the process of gaining .