我曾养过一盆仙人掌,它高约十九厘米,头上长着一个长满刺儿的小圆球,远远望去,像一粒浅绿色的小绒球。它一年四季都披着绿衣裳,特惹人喜爱。记得有一天放学回家,我像往常一样跑去看仙人掌,见仙人掌快要长出“手”来了,我高兴地跳了起来,伸手轻轻地去摸它。不料我的手被它“咬”了一下,鲜红的血一下子 I had raised a pot of cacti, about nineteen centimeters tall, with a little spurt of thorns on her head that looked from afar, like a light green pompon. It is all over the year draped in green clothes, especially appealing. I remember when I came home from school one day and ran to look at the cactus as usual. I saw the cactus was about to grow. I was glad to jump and reach for it gently. Unexpectedly, my hand was “bite” a bit, red blood suddenly