This warmth is more than just a symbol of temperature; it represents the exchange and integration of emotions. Here, people's hearts are closely connected, like the wood and coal in a boiler, burning themselves to illuminate others. Every smile, every greeting, is a wave in this warm ocean, converging into an endless current of warmth.
Very comfortable.
In that cold season, the greenhouse temperature seemed to be something everyone longed for. To ensure the healthy growth of vegetables and fruits, the temperature inside the greenhouse had to be maintained within a suitable range. However, unexpectedly, this seemingly simple task became a challenge for everyone.
To achieve the ideal temperature, everyone began a race against time. They lit firewood and coal, hoping the temperature inside the greenhouse would rise rapidly. As time passed, the thermometer showed no sign of changing. People began to worry, fearing that the growth of vegetables and fruits would be affected.
More than ten days seemed like an eternity of waiting. Each day, the workers observed the temperature fluctuations, carefully adjusting the heat. As soon as the thermometer reached 26 degrees, the greenhouse erupted in life. It was as if a spring breeze had swept through the silent valley, bringing life back to life. People rushed to work, their faces beaming with the joy of harvest and the satisfaction of hard work.
This temperature, like magic, imbued everyone with boundless strength. Men wielded shovels, women meticulously tended the soil, and children happily shuttled between the greenhouses, conveying hope and vitality. Everyone was immersed in this harmonious and beautiful atmosphere, as if composing a beautiful pastoral symphony.
First, Xiao Yi loosened the soil he had previously stored and placed it in the planting box according to a regular pattern. In Xiao Yi's hands, the soil seemed to be given new life. He gently stroked each grain of soil, as if caressing a tiny living being. His movements were gentle and rhythmic, as if he were playing an ode to nature.
Under Xiao Yi's guidance, the soil seemed to take on a new lease of life. She meticulously broke up every inch of the soil, making it soft and elastic. This type of soil not only has better oxygen permeability, providing ample oxygen for the seeds, but is also more conducive to the growth of plant roots.
Soil is the cradle of life, providing nutrients and a growth environment for plants. Therefore, we treat soil as we treat life, with awe and love.
The growing box is like a mysterious vessel of life, where the soil dances gracefully. With immense care and patience, Xiao Yi arranges them according to a specific pattern, like a painter meticulously painting on a palette. He knows the fate of these soils is closely linked to the future of the vegetables and fruits, so he treats every detail with extreme caution.
Then, with her unique charm, Yu Wei led everyone into the wonderful world of biological knowledge. Her words were like a trickling stream, crystal clear, and like spring rain, moistening everything silently.
She uses vivid language to bring the seemingly dry biological knowledge to life, and skillfully transforms every detail into a fascinating story, making people feel as if they are in the kingdom of biology.
Yu Wei's metaphorical approach was perfectly executed. She likened complex biological processes to the mundane details of everyday life, making profound academic theories accessible. This accessible and accessible approach allowed everyone to appreciate the fascination of biology. As she explained the mysteries of biology, her eyes sparkled, as if she were part of that wondrous journey. Her passion and dedication touched everyone present, deepening their love and curiosity for biology.
Yu Wei's words, like a key, unlocked everyone's curiosity about the biological world. She not only imparted knowledge but also inspired a desire to explore the unknown. Under her guidance, the biological world became even more diverse and fascinating.
Although we now possess Han Ling's plant-based abilities, their future is fraught with uncertainty. Like a flower in spring, we cannot predict when it will wither, but can only admire its beauty in full bloom. Whether the ability will disappear, like the falling leaves in autumn, is unpredictable.
In this ever-changing world, we need to cherish every moment we spend with our supernatural powers. Just as a poet cherishes every inspiration, we should also treasure every encounter with supernatural powers. Because, at any moment, it may disappear in the wind, leaving only the fragrance of memory.
The disappearance of superpowers may mean a return to normal life. But before that, we must let the light of superpowers shine in every corner and let its power leave a deep mark in our lives.
We should enjoy the beauty that our supernatural powers bring us, just as we would the summer sunshine. Because even when autumn comes and the leaves fall, we can still recall the warm sunshine and feel the power we once had.
Let us, along with Han Ling, cherish every moment we spend with plant-based abilities, and feel the beauty and strength they bring us. Because in this uncertain world, the only thing we can do is cherish the present and let our lives shine brightest. To prevent future unforeseen events, each of us should prepare in advance. It's like putting away your umbrella on a sunny day, so you don't have to worry about a sudden downpour, and you can still walk leisurely in the rain. Taking precautions is not only a form of wisdom, but also an art of living.
Every incubator that nurtures life requires that initial nourishment. Just as the earth needs the nourishment of rain and dew, seeds need water to nourish them. Xiao Yi, this attentive son of the earth, poured spiritual spring water into an unknown corner. Those few drops of spiritual spring water, like stars falling into the mortal world, infused the incubator with vibrant vitality.
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