They belong to two ant tribes that have hated each other for generations. They can meet secretly, but they can't be together. However, love is a pearl polished by suffering. He is no longer tempted by the eyebrows of other ants, and she will definitely miss someone as her daily homework. But what should happen will happen again. An expected tsunami made all ants go from despair to madness. They are all saying goodbye, because no one can move their home to land outside the ocean-unless they are flying ants. But how can ants grow butterfly wings? They also embraced each other sadly, not because of the disaster, but because love had just started and the scenery along the road was opened for the second time, just like two children who looked up and saw fireworks. When they smiled, the fireworks faded.
Faced with death, everyone is unwilling to do it. They are crazy about dating, crying and hugging. The original one-month round trip was gradually shortened in their determination to crawl quickly. One day, she found that she was leaving; One day, he found that he could run ... they continued to crawl for love with the secret of miracle. None of them broke this hope, and dating for love gradually became an exercise of hope. On that day, the flood was terrible, and all the ants were struggling, only they ran hand in hand … until they found that the waves were getting farther and farther away from them and the clouds were getting closer and closer to them …
After the flood receded, they returned to their place of residence. They embraced excitedly and happily, saying it was for the love of the rest of their lives. Everyone thinks that we should happily write the fairy tale to the end. But when the days began to spread out beautifully, when they could simply hug, they found that I don't know when love is like an open perfume bottle. He began to complain that she stuck to her all day and followed her wherever she flew, like an ant mother-in-law. There are so many ants in the world, charming, gentle and quiet. Why did I choose her? She often thinks that there are so many ants in the world who are handsome, brave and capable. Why should I choose someone with such a bad temper? I don't even have the enthusiasm to speak. The terrible thing is that I will sum it up in the end. I am an unusual flying ant. So they began to dislike and despise each other, but they forgot how they grew wings to fly. ...
Life is like this: sometimes, love can experience great vicissitudes and happiness, but it can't experience quiet details. Two little ants in love, one lives at the southern end of the island, and the other lives in the northern part of the island. Every date, they have to cross the rushing streams and towering hills. He had a thrilling drifting on banana leaves, and she struggled in a tornado just for a warm encounter, and no matter how much she suffered, it turned into endless happiness at the moment when she embraced with her tentacles. He said, my shoulder is the other side of your life. She said that Zhu Yan retired, and her heart will be waiting for you here.
They belong to two ant tribes that have hated each other for generations. They can meet secretly, but they can't be together. However, love is a pearl polished by suffering. He is no longer tempted by the eyebrows of other ants, and she will definitely miss someone as her daily homework. But what should happen will happen again. An expected tsunami made all ants go from despair to madness. They are all saying goodbye, because no one can move their home to land outside the ocean-unless they are flying ants. But how can ants grow butterfly wings? They also embraced each other sadly, not because of the disaster, but because love had just started and the scenery along the road was opened for the second time, just like two children who looked up and saw fireworks. When they smiled, the fireworks faded.
Faced with death, everyone is unwilling to do it. They are crazy about dating, crying and hugging. The original one-month round trip was gradually shortened in their determination to crawl quickly. One day, she found that she was leaving; One day, he found that he could run ... they continued to crawl for love with the secret of miracle. None of them broke this hope, and dating for love gradually became an exercise of hope. On that day, the flood was terrible, and all the ants were struggling, only they ran hand in hand … until they found that the waves were getting farther and farther away from them and the clouds were getting closer and closer to them …
After the flood receded, they returned to their place of residence. They embraced excitedly and happily, saying it was for the love of the rest of their lives. Everyone thinks that we should happily write the fairy tale to the end. But when the days began to spread out beautifully, when they could simply hug, they found that I don't know when love is like an open perfume bottle. He began to complain that she stuck to her all day and followed her wherever she flew, like an ant mother-in-law. There are so many ants in the world, charming, gentle and quiet. Why did I choose her? She often thinks that there are so many ants in the world who are handsome, brave and capable. Why should I choose someone with such a bad temper? I don't even have the enthusiasm to speak. The terrible thing is that I will sum it up in the end. I am an unusual flying ant. So they began to dislike and despise each other, but they forgot how they grew wings to fly. ...
Life is like this: sometimes, love can experience great vicissitudes and happiness, but it can't experience quiet details. Two little ants in love, one lives at the southern end of the island, and the other lives in the northern part of the island. Every date, they have to cross the rushing streams and towering hills. He had a thrilling drifting on banana leaves, and she struggled in a tornado just for a warm encounter, and no matter how much she suffered, it turned into endless happiness at the moment when she embraced with her tentacles. He said, my shoulder is the other side of your life. She said that Zhu Yan retired, and her heart will be waiting for you here.
They belong to two ant tribes that have hated each other for generations. They can meet secretly, but they can't be together. However, love is a pearl polished by suffering. He is no longer tempted by the eyebrows of other ants, and she will definitely miss someone as her daily homework. But what should happen will happen again. An expected tsunami made all ants go from despair to madness. They are all saying goodbye, because no one can move their home to land outside the ocean-unless they are flying ants. But how can ants grow butterfly wings? They also embraced each other sadly, not because of the disaster, but because love had just started and the scenery along the road was opened for the second time, just like two children who looked up and saw fireworks. When they smiled, the fireworks faded.
Faced with death, everyone is unwilling to do it. They are crazy about dating, crying and hugging. The original one-month round trip was gradually shortened in their determination to crawl quickly. One day, she found that she was leaving; One day, he found that he could run ... they continued to crawl for love with the secret of miracle. None of them broke this hope, and dating for love gradually became an exercise of hope. On that day, the flood was terrible, and all the ants were struggling, only they ran hand in hand … until they found that the waves were getting farther and farther away from them and the clouds were getting closer and closer to them …
After the flood receded, they returned to their place of residence. They embraced excitedly and happily, saying it was for the love of the rest of their lives. Everyone thinks that we should happily write the fairy tale to the end. But when the days began to spread out beautifully, when they could simply hug, they found that I don't know when love is like an open perfume bottle. He began to complain that she stuck to her all day and followed her wherever she flew, like an ant's mother-in-law. There are so many ants in the world, charming, gentle and quiet. Why did I choose her? She often thinks that there are so many ants in the world who are handsome, brave and capable. Why should I choose someone with such a bad temper? I don't even have the enthusiasm to speak. The terrible thing is that I will sum it up in the end. I am an unusual flying ant. So they began to dislike and despise each other, but they forgot how they grew wings to fly. ...
Life is like this: sometimes, love can go through great vicissitudes and reach happiness, but it can't go through quiet details.