八月的北京依旧炙热如蒸,早晨上班为不迟到跑进办公室,气喘吁吁坐定,窗外的阳光便裹着热浪如约而至,透过玻璃和我的后背打着火辣辣的招呼,我不禁哑然失笑:给了我亮度,也赐予我温度。一抬眼看见办公桌旁越长越高越发茂盛的发财树,那浓翠欲滴的七角叶片闪闪发亮,顿时让我清爽了许多,凝视着这些绿色悦动的生命,我的心竟也变得温润愉悦起来。看到绿叶,我想到绿叶烘托的花。社长刘丽君是个爱花的女人,她更擅于养花,而且往往有妙手回春的本事。而我这个自诩喜欢花的人,却常常忽视了在自己桌前绽放着的生 Beijing is still hot in August. In the morning, when I go to work, I run into the office not too late. I can not help but feel breathless when I sit outside and the heat in the window is wrapped in heat waves. Through the glass and my back, I can not help Absurd laugh: gave me brightness, but also give me temperature. Looked up at the desk longer and more lush, more prosperous fortune tree, that thick Cui dripping of the Qiaojiao leaves shiny, suddenly let me refresh a lot, staring at these green Yue move life, my heart actually Become warm and cheerful. See the green leaves, I think of greenery set flowers. Liu Lijun, the president, is a woman who loves flowers. She is better at cultivating flowers and often has the ability to rejuvenate her. And I, who like to spend their own money, often overlook the blooming life at their own desk