Blessed are those who walk into the vegetable garden in the morning

Blessed are those who walk into the vegetable garden in the morning. What you hear and what you see is the vigor and joy of life. The call of

tree comes from thrush , turtledove , flower magpie and gray magpie . This lively sound beats your ear drums, and that is the early morning.

The sun has just risen above the horizon, and the bright yellow light obliquely hits the green leaves of the green vegetables at a very low angle, setting off the delicate young seedlings with radiance and spirit. Looking against the sun, the leaf veins of the vegetable leaf are slender, so clear, as if quietly accepting the perspective of the morning light.

In the autumn rain, not long after it fell, the earth showed a subtle and humble hue: soil, benefiting all things without fighting, this is the conservation of the earth.

The dewdrops are evenly distributed on the vegetable leaves, shining brightly under the sun. If a drop of water is formed large enough, it will naturally slide down under the action of gravity. The falling water drops rushed to the dew drops below, and the two merged to form a small water stream, which flowed down the leaf veins and flowed down until it fell to the edge of the vegetable leaf, and then silently dripped into the soil. If you think of the slanted vegetable leaf as a hillside, this small stream is a waterfall on the hillside, right? However, such a miniature waterfall is quiet and flowing quietly.

Such crystal clear dewdrops-these dewdrops rolling on the emerald green vegetable leaves can not be seen by people in the city, and people who are still sleeping with their heads covered, let alone. Those who rush to work in a hurry can't see it; those who hurriedly ride to school can't see it either. What a blessed person is the one who walks into the vegetable garden and sees the dewdrops in the morning!

When the belly of the fish is white in the east, in the dawning light,Who gets up early and enters my vegetable garden to sprinkle these dewdrops? This time the dewdropper should have a fair heart, and how delicate the invisible hand she used to throw the dewdrops this time: there are as many sprinkles on the cabbage as on the radishes; Sprinkled on the greens, sprinkled on the weeds, is the same evenly; sprinkled on the dead grass, and sprinkled on the fresh grass, is as clear and clean; sprinkled on the yellow leaves, and sprinkled on the young leaves There is no difference in the number of the above. When she does these things, she has no favoritism. In her opinion, everything in the world is her beloved child. She just divides all her own among the children fairly.

Zhongqiu , in my vegetable garden, there are three colors: one kind of green, one kind of withered yellow, one kind of purplish red. Either way, they are equally touching.

When I saw the few yellow pumpkin leaves in the vegetable garden, I was suddenly moved. Among them, some of them dared to the sky after being bitten by insects and battered by the wind. The petiole is still there, the tendons are still there, and the pursuit of life is there. These squash leaves are like old people who have gone through wind and rain and have experienced vicissitudes of life. Although their teeth are falling, their lips are shaking, their steps are staggering, but their spirits are vigorous, and their veins are violent and skinny, but they are never old. The half-pulled leaves are withered and the other half-pulled leaves are still there; the entire leaf surface is withered, but the petiole is still there; the petiole is decayed, but the vine is still there; the vine is broken, but the old root is still there; the old root is rotten, it The traces that have been in this world are still there; when the traces are gone, the seeds it planted are still there. The leaf vines of the whole pumpkin are wiped out, and its blood will be passed on from generation to generation. Such a plant, with such a spiritual leader for life, even if its leaves are withered, who would dare to underestimate it?

Green is the joy of life; withered yellow is the tenacity of life; and purple is the publicity of life. The newly produced lentils, like a string of notes, clusters of blooming lentil flowers , form a symphony of life. It burst into joy, romantic and lyrical, bees come and go, and live up to the autumn light. The purple-red lentils are like purple-red mint sprouts just emerging from the ground in spring.It's all so uplifting!

The wild flowers in the vegetable garden also get up earlier than people. I don't know when they woke up. When I came to the vegetable garden, they were already in bloom. This full garden of daffodils is not for anyone to see, they just show off their youth, their vitality, and their beauty in accordance with their own rhythm of life. They really don’t want to live up to this glorious autumn light. !

In the early morning, when you come to the vegetable garden, what you accept is the encouragement given by plants. What a blessing to those who walk into the vegetable garden in the morning!

My cabbage field