For whom?

On this day, when I just came back, as usual, the first thing I had to do was to go to my dormitory to have a look at my pot of orchid. Open my cabin —- Xinzhai Ju, ah? A fragrance comes to my nose! I was so excited that I hurried to the orchid beside the window, looked and looked, smelt and smelt. Staring at the only blooming orchid, I am really happy. Eagerly, I kissed and kissed the slightly pink petals with slight yellow in thousands of times with warm eyes, and deeply breathed the unique fragrance. A person was completely intoxicated! I don’t know what kind of face I am at this moment, maybe it is ugly, maybe it is the most naive smile, but I have indeed forgotten where I am. It seems that I am no longer me, but a stream of airflow drifting, blending with the fragrance of orchid. I am happy, this feeling is wonderful. If you plant this pot of orchid, what you can do is just watering it. In those hot days, what worries me most is that after leaving for a few days, I will come back to see it wither. Fortunately, such a thing did not happen. What annoys me most is the annoying lampblack of my neighbor. Whenever the smoke came, I had to move it away from the table beside the window and under my bed to avoid the harm of the hateful dirt. In addition, I just looked at it and the green orchid leaves, and my heart would be filled with comfort. Although it can’t talk to me, I can always think alone when watching it. Because I am actually a layman of Yanglan, and I don’t know that it will bloom one day. Therefore, the mood of expecting flowers to bloom is relatively indifferent. As long as you see its green color, you will be satisfied. However, it has blossomed! This is really a surprise, is it specially for me?

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