I am a mimosa

I, a young mimosa, came to a strange balcony one day.

On the balcony, a basin of beautiful flowers and a green plant, this is my future friend! However, they are very proud, they ignore me at all, I am a little disappointed...

Every morning, I always put on my green clothes gently, afraid to wake up those flowers. The sky is clear, the sun is shining, and every sunshine is warming me. Ah! It’s really comfortable! The flowers woke up, and their beauty and cuteness also revealed. The azalea, which was awarded the title of “King of the Balcony”, began to show off its own beauty. The breeze took her to dance the petals, and the sun shone on her young leaves, which was lustrous and lustrous. That pot of green spiders also echoed, pointing her long branches at me, scornfully said: "Look, the new ugly guy, still with us, shame!" All the plants on the balcony Looking at me coldly, only the pot of aloe did not seem to hear their cold words to me, silent.

After a while, the door was pushed open and interrupted. Yeah! It was the owner who came in with the watering can, and we all waited for her to moisten us with clean water. We drank enough water, and she said to us gently: "Long, my dear plants!" Then I gently touched my leaves, and I shyly closed the leaves, she Smiled slightly and left the balcony. The flowers started their talk again, and I fell into self-esteem again. I didn't have beautiful petals, no lush green leaves, only a shy face.

On this day, the flowers still talk about my appearance, I try to avoid them and look at the blue sky. Aloe seems to be thinking quietly. He gently patted me and said quietly: "For a plant, it is important to work hard to survive, not to compare each other. Expand your green. Clothes, we are all beautiful!" I was suddenly touched by his words. So, I showed a smile that had been hidden for a long time, and I saw a hint of happiness in his eyes!

I gradually grew up, but although I can't say that it is flourishing, it is very strong. Unconsciously, I grew up with the first flower in my life. Finally one day, the flower is in full bloom, purple-red, like a cute little pompom. Those arrogant flowers began to notice my existence again. At this time, I accidentally discovered my own beauty. Wasn’t I just chasing what I have now? I am filled with crystal tears and said to Aloe: "Thank you! My friend!" He is also very excited and proud of me. However, my life is coming to an end. I am dry, but I have sowed the seeds of sustainable life.