Taking advantage of the spring breeze, busy planting flowers

 　　"Green grass, yellow willows, peach blossoms in profusion, plum blossoms fragrant," "The wind stirs the plum buds, the rain reddens the apricot blossoms." In this vibrant springtime, with its singing birds and dancing butterflies, and the revival of all things

　　, the grass is lush and the flowers are fragrant. My colleague, Xiao Du, ordered a large box of colorful plastic flowerpots for our office. The small, exquisite pots, placed on our desks, became a beautiful sight. Everyone brought their own plants and planted them with great enthusiasm and care. Instantly, the office was transformed into a sea of ​​flowers, a truly delightful sight.

　　Flowers are living things with a spirit; like music, they can relieve fatigue, cultivate one's character, and enhance one's refinement. I also love flowers, but I don't know how to grow them. Or rather, I lack the leisure and inclination. I've even found a good excuse for myself—I'm too busy! I'm so busy I can't even take care of myself, let alone flowers!

　　Indeed, I am a frontline teacher, working long hours from dawn till dusk, falling asleep the moment my head hits the pillow. How could I possibly have time to care for the flowers? The few potted plants on the balcony were a gift from a friend when I moved to my new home. I've only watered them a few times, barely even looking at them, letting them grow on their own. But one day, when I saw them, they gave me a wonderful surprise—lush and vibrant, as if saying, "Don't worry, we'll take good care of ourselves!" They were truly endearing and endearing. Then,

　　a friend sent me pictures in a WeChat group. Potted plants and flowers, each with its own unique beauty, were accompanied by the beautiful caption, "Spring arrives, flowers bloom in profusion," a truly poetic scene. Her WeChat Moments is a world of flowers; even in the cold winter, her home is lush and green. I've only met this friend once, and I'm very curious: what kind of gentle and elegant woman is she?! A woman who can cultivate such beautiful flowers must lead a refined and fulfilling life.

　　One day, however, I saw her in her wheelchair, and I was deeply moved. I couldn't imagine how someone unable to care for themselves could cultivate such a fragrant garden. In her words, I found the answer: "If you are radiant, it will bloom!"

　　I went home, moved the flowers from the balcony, loosened the soil, watered them, fertilized them, and wiped the dust off the leaves. I felt a sense of ease. No matter how busy I am, I will always make time for flowers, cultivating a state of mind and personal growth. It

　　's not about time, but about mindset. As long as the mindset is right, you can enjoy the fragrance of flowers in every season.

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