Over the past month, I have begun to look forward to something other than the simple two points and one line. Suddenly I found that the rhythm of life began to jump. That day, when my sister handed me a pot of dancing grass, I felt so flattered. She was the first person to show such confidence in my patience and carefulness! I took it very carefully, and as soon as I turned around, I started to worry: This is a delicate dancing grass, not like the cacti I usually grow, which can still be full of vitality without watering for several days...
