This happened over and over, but we soon learned to identify different grasses like cockleburs, lamb's-quarters, foxtails, and the king of weeds, the pretty purple thistle. It was tiring work, but I looked forward to the pay, even though I wasn't sure how much it would amount to....
Maybe I’ve shown a picture of the little garden the guy I live with planted across the street. A week or so ago people came in and cut everything practically to the ground. This is the second time this has happened. The first time, all the native grasses the guy I live with bough...
Busy all day without. Free time thought love, career, family, friendship. There is no thought that green steaming forests and grass, the colorful flowers and buds, the rain rainbow calmly thought click into place, the head of the blue sky. White clouds and birds. And suddenly hit the moun...
It was May and roses were blossoming and, under the trees, we could also see yellow dandelions(蒲公英)in the grass, as if a painter had painted our garden with red, yellow and green, I watched my mother casually bend down...
We walk on the road covered with weeds, shoes were covered in dirt and grass, I like a little rabbit leap to jump jump run, the vast plains on my wonderful performance. I go straight ahead, in front of a small piece of XiaoZaoShu full of red fruit, green leaves shining in the sun...
Now great changes have taken place in my hometown. The environment has become more beautiful. The mountains have turned greener, the rivers clearer and the sky bluer. There are trees, flowers and grass everywhere. People live a better life. ...
I hadn’t seen Pen drop and roll in the snow or the grass (another favorite pastime) in more than a year…until last month. She did both, and she was in her element. I couldn’t help but giggle at her, like always. Since Pen was always game for adventure, we traversed the ...
It was a lovely spring day.Under the trees,we could see yellow dandelions(蒲公英)popping through the grass."I'm going to dig up all these weeds,"my mother said,"From now on,we'll have only roses in this garden." "But I like dandelions,"I protested."All flowers are beauti...
I sow beans’ neath southern hill;Bean shoots are lost where weeds o’ er the path grow. I weed at dawn though early still;I plod home with my moonlit hoe. The path is narrow, grasses tall,With evening dew my clothes wet, To which ...
Soonlwascuttinghisgrass, payinghisbills,puttinghispillsinacup,andadjustinghisoxygen.These thingsheresisted, butlknewthingsweredefinitelycha ngingwhenlbegancaringforthegarden.ThoughIhadheardthewordsofthedoctoraswell,what reallyconvincedmethatDadwasdyingwasthestateof hisgardenthatyear.Thatyear,heonlyplanted...