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星期天,妈妈从同事家移植了一种植物回来。它的叶子尖尖的,枝上长着许多细细的刺,小巧俊秀的,我用手一碰,就被刺给刺了,点点小血珠冒了出来,就问妈妈:“这坏坏的植物是什么呀?”妈妈笑着告诉我:“含羞草!”“啊?这么凶的植物还有这么文雅的名字?”我挺没好感地问。妈妈笑了笑说:“你用手摸一下看看。”我小心地伸出一个手指轻轻地触摸一下含羞草的叶子。呀!神奇的事情发生了,含羞草的叶子慢慢地收拢起来,叶柄也慢慢地向下垂去,真像一个害羞的小姑娘低下了头。
On Sunday, my mother transplanted a plant back from her colleague’s home. Its leaves pointed, sticks with many thin thorns, small and handsome, I touch the hand, was stabbed to stab, a little bit of blood to run out, and asked her mother: “This is bad What is a bad plant? ”“ Mom smiled and told me: ”Mimosa! “ ”Ah? So fierce plants there is such a graceful name?“ I was very embarrassed to ask. Mom smiled and said: ”You touch it and see. " I carefully put a finger gently touch the mimosa leaves. The miraculous thing happened, the leaves of the mimosa slowly collapsed, and the petiole slowly drooped down like a shy little girl.