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I remember that when I was five or six years old, my grandpa loved to plant flowers and plants, but my favorite was the unobtrusive cactus...
At first, I was a little afraid of cactus because its green body had sharp thorns. So this is the reason why I always look at it instead of getting close to it. But one time I was pricked by its thorn... I remember that time I went to play in my grandpa’s yard. Suddenly, I found a small yellow flower growing on the cactus. I ran away immediately past. I saw that the flower had five petals and a stamen in the middle. It was so cute. I wanted to smell the flower, so I put my nose close to the flower and smelled it. Maybe it was because I couldn’t stand steadily, and my hand was accidentally pricked. I immediately sat on the ground and started crying. It happened that my grandpa When he came back from the market, he saw me crying and asked me what was going on. I had no choice but to tell my grandfather everything. After hearing this, my grandfather said, "What did I think it was? Just pull out the thorn." "While we were still alive, the thorns had been pulled out by my grandfather. Grandpa told me: "Cacti live in the desert. They often live a life of lack of water, so they transform their leaves into thorns, which makes them more durable. It can protect the water so that they don't lack water to drink. As long as you see it in the desert, you can cut it open and get the water inside." After listening to my grandfathers words, I couldn't help but grow quietly in my heart. I planted a small cactus... Although the cactus is not eye-catching, it can selflessly dedicate itself and grow strongly. I think people should have the obscurity of the cactus. Use all of yourself to help and give... I am willing to be a cactus living in the desert...
