It was a sunny spring. I passed a flower shop, and suddenly saw a nest of sprouts in the dense flowers, small body, fat leaves, blushing face I was captured in an instant when I saw a lot of things. I bought it right away and started my love journey with meaty people.
Since I took the meat home, my days have become busy. I love the meat people in every way. I'm afraid to put them out in the sun, not water them, or be thirsty. To protect it from wind and rain, watering every day, but it is increasingly thin, from the face of the awl to the face of the pancake, from pink to grass green
Another month later, the more meat the higher, but only the height of the head, but the leaves are more and more thin, it's really ugly, can't stand it!
I can't stand the attack from fresh meat to Matt, so I worked hard to consult experts and materials Finally, I learned the correct posture of raising more meat, so I learned the appearance of the great God, and for the first time I had a beheading operation for my beloved
From spring to summer solstice, the meat that bathes in the sun and strictly controls the water is becoming more and more beautiful. However, a huge scale insect suddenly comes, stabbing with toothpick, spraying with medicine, changing basin for soil With all kinds of methods, I finally defeated the annoying scale insects!
Half a year later, the flesh is bigger and bigger, and the beauty is higher and higher. What we used to do every day was to take selfies - to send friends' circles, and now to take photos of the flesh - to send friends' circles, and my friends also rebelled, leaving me a message: to see your flesh is to enjoy, to see your selfies is to endure!
Another spring, there were so many leaves of meat that I couldn't see them. I was afraid that they would be crushed. I went online to ask my friends for help. I learned that the leaves of meat could produce a large group of small meat. I was so excited that I got up in the middle of the night and did an indescribable thing all night
After two years of hard maintenance, the first pot of meat finally burst. Her sons and grandchildren are distributed in the neighbors' relatives' houses. And all of them are born with their own mother, beautiful as a fairy!
This is the story of flowers and flesh
What kind of story do you have with meaty people?
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