What do you learn from the plants in the typhoon?

On the most unscrupulous day of Typhoon Kanu, I really sat quietly at my desk and looked squarely at the pot of begonia.

It only has a small plant, and the unknown plant with thick and round leaves next to it was full of vitality on the first day when it was moved by its mother, and its color was very bright green.

They have been placed on the stainless steel shelf outside the window, as if they have never contributed anything to my family, just relying on the quiet outside to feel all the strong country flavor and insisting on not being knocked down by the wind and rain outside. For many reasons, I always take care of my little cactus by taking a look at it.

But that day was different. The wind and rain that day was very heavy, faster than the "Yunna" that made me extremely afraid. The first time I looked at it seriously in the window, I was skewed by the wind and distorted by the rain.

It is very good, very brave, and stands proudly, as if proud of its fearless typhoon performance. Still so short, even shorter than the first day here; Its appearance is not as beautiful and green as before, and it becomes dull; Even its leaves fall off prematurely, as if torn by the hardships of wind and rain.

It looks so tired and fragile, but I clearly see its strong and unyielding vitality, even though it has gone through vicissitudes beyond recognition. Isn't the wind blowing so crazy? Isn't it raining so mercilessly? However, it is obviously not complaining about life and lamenting despair. Look at it. Although it is blown from side to side, its roots are still deeply rooted in fertile soil.

Wind, you keep blowing! Rain, you continue to rain! But it-a small begonia-grows on a thin branch of the tree of life and will never fall down!