When nature dressed up the countryside on a beautiful autumn day, did you have a pleasant outing? Please close your eyes,
Do you remember how you opened your arms and ran to the field with a happy attitude?
I always like to leave the city and run to the fields with a childlike attitude, breathing the fragrance of grass.
Listen to the whispers of forests and meadows. Even, I sometimes indulge like a child.
Sample, take off your clothes, lying in the wilderness, lying in the sun, lying on the green created by God.
Today, I am lying in the field again. In the infinite silence, the feeling of natural happiness permeates my soul.
I became an empty shell; Never think about what busy beings are doing. I forgot the world and myself.
I, my eyes followed the crawling bug and made a strange trip.
What I saw: the space has expanded, and the tiny grass stems have become dense forests. A bug with a pair of strong ones.
Worms in hard black armor are lost in this forest. I think it must be a ranger! Although, it lost its way,
But there is still a proud momentum. It kept bumping and finally found a way. I followed its footsteps.
Waiting to walk, along the way, I met many bugs, and they all greeted each other. I really want to say one or two things.
Greetings if I can understand their language.
Their villages are scattered on hills on the edge of the forest. I know this is a difficult project for bugs. Hero black
Beetles, walking into the village, there are so many black beetles here that I dare to boast, if it weren't for me.
The eyes of the mind will never recognize the lover of this black beetle. Among many insects of the same kind, I saw one.
A petite bug ran out of the small hole to meet the returnees, looked at them meaningfully, looked at them for a long time and got together again.
Go back to the cave happily.
This is a street and this is an alley. Most pedestrians in the streets are black beetles, but there are many others.
Bugs. There are colorful small roundworms. Among these stout black beetles, they seem to be girls from the south, light and handsome.
The ground was covered with colorful clothes, leaving many bugs standing in vain. There is a huge lizard, surrounded by a group of people in front of it.
Black beetles cast curious eyes one after another, chatting as if they were very speculative and exchanging friendship in a friendly way. Look!
Lizards seem to have forgotten the fatigue of the journey. It took a few little black beetles and visited distant relatives everywhere.
Is it the church that stands at the intersection of two main roads? A large group of black beetles came out of it, each one
With a pious glow on his face. I think they are evening prayers of thanks. In the faces of these kind men and women,
I found gratitude to God and joy in life.
My eyes were attracted by a group of musicians, almost a dozen of them, scattered in two big trees.
Under the tree, these are two clusters of wild shrubs, small purple fruits, which are cooked by the sun. However, beetles
Our musicians don't care about this; they are all flapping their wings with rapt attention. So, beautiful rhymes, like
Lingquan generally flows out. I dare say that their music is superior to all the music in the world, which is only for bugs.
Only wisdom can play out!
My eyes left these happy places and explored along the secluded path. I see bugs working and living.
Form. Teams of bugs, I don't know where they come from. They must be far away, so I can't.
I found the area where they work, and now they are back, each pushing something two or three times bigger than their own body with their forelimbs.
Food, hurry up. Their burdens are heavy, and more importantly, their responsibilities to their families.
Right? Otherwise, what makes them so diligent?
I'm completely confused. I don't know how much wisdom is hidden in the brain of the bug. I saw the test.
The waiter is busy forecasting the weather; Engineers are busy with architectural design; All kinds of jobs have all kinds of special bugs.
Son as. I saw a lot. ...
I lingered all afternoon until the sunset kissed the western hills and the red dove took mine away.
Call back your heart. How proud I am! I am proud that I found the happy world of bugs in the grass. Maybe,
People will laugh at me and I am as naive as a child. I don't want to defend myself, I'd like to come with you hand in hand.
Go for a walk in Caochong Village. Don't say this is heartless!
You got it? The wings of a little black beetle are also shining with the brilliance of life.
Don't laugh at me for being stupid. I like walking in Caochong Village.
Are you satisfied with the above answers?