Looking for, that green

Spring is coming, the sun is shining, I am looking for it, looking for the green.

NO. 1 sprouted dry branches

I pushed the car to the garage, the peach tree at the corner, I don’t know when it was quietly flowering. The flower was blushing under the breeze, and the lovely look made me unable to stop and appreciate, leaving a shallow kiss on her face. Inadvertently, outside the low wall of the garage, there is a circle of small flower beds that are not commensurate with this beauty. It is a flower bed, but it has its own name. In this so-called flower bed, it seems that there has never been a shadow of a flower, only a few dead branches that have been cut and cut, lying there all year round, as if they will never rot.

When I was not careful, the key on my hand fell, and I bent down and saw the new green on the dry branches. I widened my eyes, I was afraid that it was just an illusion. Yes, it really sprouted. The little buds were shining brightly in the sun. It grew up with the broken branches, and seemed to show their tenacity in the sky. And unyielding. In a flash, the inner heart touched a bit. The dry branches on this barren land never gave up the pursuit of spring and the love of life. Some self-sighs, I don't seem to be strong.

I found this green, which is a stubborn green of life.

NO. 2 palm green

Today, it’s my turn to be a volunteer. I officially put on the little Red Riding Hood that marked my identity and started asking me about the glorious and somewhat arduous task of picking up trash!

Before I came to the flower bed, I took a closer look and scattered garbage covered the green that should have enjoyed the sun. I didn't say anything, I picked up my sleeves and started to recapture the sunshine that should belong to them. I picked up a faded plastic bag and couldn't see the words above. I should have been sleeping here for a long time. Also aimed at a new target, an old plastic bottle, he showed half a body, I gently picked up, the deterioration of the bottom of the bottle, exposed to the air, the sun, it is disgusting. I am holding back because I am Little Red Riding Hood. The black garbage on the hands gradually bulged, the green of the flower beds, and the large pieces of the large pieces were displayed in the sunlight belonging to them.

Looking at the green grass, I smiled, and the palm of my hand suddenly grew a touch of green.

Then try to find and find the green.

Second day: Ming Yu