我的故乡,素来就有种花养盆景的习惯。每到年节,门庭院后,阳台客台,摆满了菊花、玫瑰、月季……但我最喜欢的还是文竹。说到文竹,家人都不谙此道。尽管妻子常谈文竹如何如何好,想想它那亭亭玉立的样子很可爱,但我也没有动过种文竹的念头。前两年,我在省作代会上结识一位作家,他是个花迷,送给我一棵文竹。妻子便把它种养起来。她选来一个高脚彩盘,先装进些泥土,然后垒上天南地北拾来的彩石,浇上清水置于临窗台的案几上,每日端详,果真别有一番情趣。写作累了,我便默默地凝视着那棵文竹,确切地说,我是在默默凝视它那身浓绿的叶片,这叶片有人称之为“绿色的希望”。 My hometown has always been a habit of keeping bonsai flowers. Every year, the courtyard, the balcony of Taiwan, filled with chrysanthemums, roses, roses ... But my favorite or asparagus. Speaking of Wenzhu, family members do not understand this. Although my wife often talked about how good the text bamboo, think it is very cute look slim, but I have not moved the idea of ​​bamboo. Two years ago, I met a writer at the provincial party meeting. He was a fan of flowers and gave me a textual bamboo. Wives put it up. She chose a high-end color plate, first loaded into some soil, and then base on the sky picked up the colored stones, pouring water on the case of a few windowsill, daily look, really do not have some fun. When I was tired of writing, I stared silently at the bamboo tree. To be exact, I was silently gazing at the thick green leaf which someone called “Green Hope.”