Maybe I'll be fine

I suddenly remembered that once, the leaves of the three pots of hanging orchids in my class had all turned gray due to watering, and they were pulled down. On the first day, I poured water into it, and on the second and third day, the leaves of the hanging orchid actually came back one by one, and the leaves near the center of the leaf actually stood up stiffly, looking like they had eaten the medicine of resurrection. The teacher called me to the flower, pointed at the flower and said, "Zeng Qiang, people are the same as flowers." Flowers must be watered to become green, will come up with a lush and beautiful posture; people must use knowledge to water, in order to become more intelligent and temperamental. You look at the first year of the first year, you are more like a hanging orchid that has lost its moisture, the whole person has fallen down, withered, and lost the confident light that you scattered from your body when the teacher first saw you. Now you have to bow to the hanging orchid, learn from it, pay tribute to it, water yourself with knowledge, and let yourself find the self-confidence and self-improvement that comes with nature like a water-scarce hanging orchid gets water. "I bowed reverently to the first pot of flowers, one step to the second pot, and another step to the third pot. After bowing, I trotted back to my seat and picked up my book. The best students in the class also coaxed and said, "Oops! Three bows. How religious! The prodigal son is going to turn back! ”

I knew everyone was watching my progress, but who knew I was going backwards.