周日,是属于我的闲散时光。清晨,我总会来到阳台上,瞧一瞧我侍弄的那些花花草草。经过一个冬天,加上一些时日我不在家,置于眼前的这些花草,因为没有浇水,没人侍弄,有的叶子已经倦了,怠了,甚或黄了。这一刻,我能想到的事情,就是好好地将它们修剪一番。我记得父亲生前说过,养花,是要适时地修剪的,只有这样,花草才能长出模样。 Sunday is my idle time. In the early morning, I always come to the balcony and look at the flowers and plants that I serve. After a winter, plus a few days I was not at home, the flowers in front of me, because no watering, nobody pawing, and some leaves have been tired, slipped, or even yellow. At this moment, all I can think of is to trim them well. I remember my father had said in his lifetime that to raise flowers is to be pruned in time. Only in this way can flowers grow.