A composition about ants before a storm.

Ants are small animals that we are all familiar with. They have a strong unity.

This ant is black or brown all over and has two tentacles on its head. Although it has little contact with insects, it can spread information to many ants. Ants have six feet. They can climb up quickly and freely.

Ants are very powerful. They can move rice grains several times larger than their bodies. If they unite, they can move a dead mouse or a bigger animal. There are many ant nests in the lawn downstairs of my house. Once, I saw a dead fly not far from the ant. An ant was overjoyed when he found it and went back to help. After a while, the ant brigade rushed to the fly, surrounded it and set it free.

I have read a book in which a fairy tale about ants is written: It is about a group of ants carrying large and small goods diligently on the hot land in the hot summer sun. Some are carrying, some are pulling. Summer passed and the cold winter came. "oh? Hu Mei? ! "The cricket couldn't find food in the snow, so he walked slowly to the ant's house. The knocking at the door woke the sleeping ants. The ant heard someone knocking at the door and opened it. The cricket came out and begged, "I'm starving. Give me something to eat! " The ant replied sarcastically, "Mr. Cricket, please sing and dance!" " "This story illustrates the value of ants' hard-working reserves. Please keep this sign and the truth that "there is no distant worry, there is no near worry"

Ants are United and hardworking. We should learn from their spirit of unity and forge ahead, and learn from their hardworking and trustworthy qualities.

I leaned quietly under the big tree, and a small black ant caught my eye.

He walked and walked, but he couldn't find his home. Is he lost? Or does he know the way, but his home is too far away? Suddenly, another little ant came running. He should be his family. Otherwise, how could he touch the corner with him and move forward together? Follow them and finally find a home. After a while, they led a large group of ants out. I saw them lined up and strode through the forest of grass, hills and mountains. They crossed the mountain and came to a small piece of bread. Oh, that little ant found food! After a while, they all lined up to go home. They moved one after another, but before long, a piece of bread became smaller and smaller until it was gone. The little ant walked in the front as if he were a captain.

On my way home, I met many companions. They greeted each other, but their team never fell behind and was scattered. They are like an army that went to war and returned home in triumph after victory. They also perform for forests and hills as a team. It turns out that the ant tribe is so United!

It sank in the west and the dark sky woke me up. How great ants are!