I am lost in thought and wander under the loofah, like the Bodhisattva, facing the wall to meditate. I feel as if this loofah has a mind, it can consider problems, and it also has actions: it can stop the growth of melons that cannot bear weight, it can find a place for large melons in favorable terrain to bear weight, give special treatment to such melons, make them grow crazily, it can make hanging melons lie flat. If that's not the case, it's impossible to explain the phenomenon I mentioned earlier. But if that's the case, it's really unbelievable. What does loofah use to think? What does loofah rely on to guide its actions? Up and down for thousands of years, spanning tens of thousands of miles, no one has ever said that loofah will have thoughts. I think left and right, the more I think, the more confused I become. I am unable to have a conversation with the loofah. This is a silent miracle. The melon seedlings seem to have become a mysterious rope, and the green leaves are still lush and fluttering on the eyebrows. I stood under the loofah, lost in a dream. The loofah, on the other hand, seems to have a clear idea in its mind, silently observing. It is calm and serene, as if facing the autumn sun with a smile.