Germination, I waited for nearly half a year ‖ Remember my first pot of cycads?

I may have spent half my life waiting patiently for this guy. Half a year, germination; Another half year, with three eggs, I seem to have grown up a little; It will be like this in another six months.

It's a pity that it didn't have a suitable pot at first, otherwise it would be a perfect cycad potted plant now.

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I've always liked cycads.

In primary school, the school planted a lot of cycads, planted them in pots and fields, which felt everywhere. There are two pots of cycad potted plants in front of the house. I only remember that they are very big, bigger than what I saw at school.

In the Ming Dynasty, Wang Ji once said in "The Scholar's Academy's Hand Mirror": "There is a common saying between Wu and Zhejiang. If things are difficult, the clouds will open. "

Therefore, people in China often compare things that are very rare or extremely difficult to achieve.

Therefore, Cycas are everywhere, and it must be a good sign that it blooms.

However, when I was a child, I never saw the Cycas bloom in my school or in my neighbor's house. Maybe the door opened and I didn't notice it. I saw bamboo blooming in primary school, so I'll talk about that interesting thing again when I have the opportunity. The stage here is still dominated by cycads.

The first time I really saw Cycas bloom was in senior three, the day before the college entrance examination.

Because it is science, the teacher always says that science can't cram for the last minute. The day before the college entrance examination, the teacher was very lax with us.

After dinner, a group of partners agreed to visit the campus again. I pulled out a cucumber I brought from home and walked quietly to the Woods behind the teaching building. I didn't know what wind was blowing at that time. The girls in our class like to eat raw cucumbers. But who brought the cucumber? You broke a paragraph and I broke a paragraph. Because I am a general school student and grow cucumbers at home, the cucumbers grown at home are always particularly delicious, crisp and sweet.

There are so many kinds of cucumbers at home that you can't eat them all at once. Grandma heard that people in our class like cucumbers, so she asked me to bring them to her classmates every day. However, there is always only a miserable bite left after the split, and he was also named the so-called cucumber gang leader by his classmates.

That day, the last day before the exam, I really wanted to enjoy my lovely cucumber. So he slipped away alone.

When I returned to the classroom contentedly, I found that a group of my good sisters had disappeared.

I was wondering when a good friend flew over and pulled me away.

I almost threw up all the cucumbers I just ate. As he ran, he told me that the Cycas at the school gate had opened! You should go. Goodbye! It will bless you! We all worship!

Can Bysu Tie do well in the exam? I don't believe this nonsense, but I want to see this Cycas bloom, so I stopped fighting and ran to see it.

Maybe what our ancestors said really makes sense. This ancient plant really seems to bring good luck to people. That year, the number of people who passed the key points in our high school college entrance examination reached a record high.

But since I went to college, I no longer believe that a thousand-year-old Cycas can bring good luck!

Cycas bloom every year in the university campus!

I have been in school for four years, and every tree, male or female, has blossomed! Every year!

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Once, I saw someone planting a small cycad, which was very cute. I asked the method carefully and began to practice. I didn't expect it to take so long.

That morning, I got up early and went out with scissors and plastic bags when the door was just opened downstairs in the dormitory.

My purpose is to go to school to pick some fruits of Cycas.

Although it is wrong to do so, I have been carried away by desire and want a small cycad.

Fly to a Cycas tree that I was optimistic about the day before. I looked around and there was no one! I started shaking.

I was afraid that the germination rate was not high, so I picked a few more, but I tried not to destroy its shape. I'll start from the side. After all, I can't destroy the campus environment.

I got up and looked back after picking the seeds. Suddenly, I saw my school cleaning uncle passing by, which scared me to almost sow my seeds. But he only took one look at me and walked away. Really guilty.

After returning to the dormitory, I soaked the seeds in water for a day, and then the next night, I began to remove the seed coat outside the seeds.

When the knife cut open the orange coat, a faint fragrance floated out, which made me have an impulse to put the seeds in my hand in my mouth. It smells delicious. But reason finally overcame impulse. I didn't do such a stupid thing. It is said that the seeds of Cycas are poisonous.

After removing the seed coat, I washed it thoroughly. I now soak it in clean water, change the water every day and keep it clean.

At that time, I didn't know how long it took, so I persisted for more than a month and took care of it every day.

During that time, there was always that smell in the bedroom bathroom, which made my teeth itch and I wanted to eat it.

A month later, I was really impatient, so I took them all out, wiped the water clean, and made a small hole in the back of their hard ass with scissors, knives and other tools. Well, I thought the scene was indescribable at that time, but I went one step further and I began to sprout them. Put the seeds one by one in a box with wet water moss, spread a layer of wet water moss on it after putting them away, then cover it, poke a few exhaust holes in the cover, and go to bed contentedly.

In the following days, I will be an anxious old lady and see if they sprout every day. Play with the seeds and take them out to see if there are any roots sticking out of their holes or spraying water on the moss. This kind of day lasted for another month, and the cycad babies showed no signs of germination.

So, I gradually stopped looking at them and let them stay in the corner. I look at them once in a while when I think about it. Later, even for a week, I won't look at it again.

Speaking of it, it seems to be a unilateral payment. No one can stand such cruel treatment. When you treat a person wholeheartedly, and he doesn't respond as you expect at all, or even ignores you completely. As the saying goes, it's sad that a hot face sticks to a cold ass. Later, I thought I still wanted this hot face, so I slowly left my cold ass and faded. This is also the case of friendship or love.

That is beside the point. One day four months later, I suddenly remembered these guys. I quickly opened the lid and used tweezers to remove the water moss. I was surprised to find that several of them have sprouted!

The excitement is beyond words. I quickly took the flowerpot and soil, planted it in the soil, watered it, and smiled like a mother who gave birth to a baby, guarding my child all day.

I probably expected it this time. It should be a long time before it grows those needle-like leaves.

So I waited quietly.

It looks like an egg.

Two days, the same egg.

For a week, this egg seems a little white.

A month, or an egg! However, the small root next to the egg seems to be forked, and a small green seedling from unknown so grows inside. This guy finally moved. I thought he was dead.

My little potted plant is a success after all. So far, I have carried it everywhere.

Go home in summer vacation and take it home in plastic bags. Go back to school, take it back to school.

Then I went to work in the nursery and took it with me.

But I didn't expect it to grow bugs after it was put in the nursery. I finally got rid of the bug, had an unpleasant experience with my boss and left my job.

I didn't go to the greenhouse to get it because of face. It's a pity to think about it, and the fate with it is so broken.

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I once asked myself why I like plants so much.

I think I should persistently watch them sprout, grow, blossom, bear fruit, age and die. This is the whole life cycle.

Whenever I watch the seeds I sow sprout, there is always an inexplicable sweetness. Like a throbbing feeling.

Plants are the silent narrators of life. Cycle after cycle, time passes, in fact, life has too much fun.

For people who love flowers, staring at a flower can last for half an hour, not to mention I brought up a small Cycas myself. I can't stare at him for an hour.

Whenever I walk on the road and look at all kinds of plants, I always feel the magic of life and always call their names silently in my heart.

In a few months, the fruit of Cycas will ripen again. Why not take this opportunity to plant it again?

The crape myrtle on the street recently is really beautiful. If you are not afraid of the heat, hurry to see a wave!