Those dirty dreams of my rooftop garden
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But time doesn't always go the same way. Due to nature's whims and my own busyness, my chest heaves when I see the condition of the trees today. The trees that were fresh one day have dried up and turned into wood today. All the leaves have fallen off, only the skeletal branches stand up to the sky. When I look at the ground, I see that the gray soil is about to burst with thirst.
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Sometimes I wonder if these trees want to tell me something? Their still standing is like a silent complaint to me. Maybe they got burned a little too much in the sun, or maybe I didn't quench their thirst at the right time. These dry trees are a living proof of how neglect and lack of care can slowly destroy a beautiful life.
But I don't want to give up. Even in these dry branches, I search for the pulse of life.
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Sometimes it seems that there may still be a little life left at the beginning. I want to try again. I will prepare the soil anew, water it on time, and maybe one day these dead branches will sprout and show young green leaves. Accepting defeat is not the religion of gardeners; I believe that with love and proper care, spring will spring from these dry branches again.




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