A prose poem about ants?

No animal is more diligent than the ant, yet it is the most taciturn. Below is what I have collected and compiled for your reference.

Chapter 1: An Ant

An ant crawled over from the corner along the wall

Then came the second Two and a third...

Ah, so many ants lined up in a long line

Crawling over, like an army

Everyone in the family is here Watching TV

Only I saw this group of ants

They crawled quietly

I was listening to the sound of their crawling

Chapter 2: The shadow of the bird shines on the ants

Each ant is slow and dignified

In the mottled sunlight

Climbing here and crawling there Climb

Keep your head down

Like some tiny grains of sand

No one pays attention to them

Only sometimes, occasionally there are some birds

Flying across the sky, the shadows of birds

lightly

shine on

their dark bodies

Each ant was slow and solemn

Before he could even raise his head, his small body

slipped quietly into the boundless dusk

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Chapter 3: An ant crawled by my feet

I saw it the moment I lowered my head

An ant crawled by my feet

It was crawling in the direction I was walking

I turned my foot a little further and stepped on it

It seemed as if nothing had happened, maybe it didn't know

< p> Death just passed by it

Now its weak figure is still moving forward

Quietly

Chapter 4: Ants in the Sky< /p>

So many people are running around

So many cars are driving

I walked from this street to that street

From Walking from that street to another

From time to time, look at the flow of people, from time to time, look at the flow of traffic

From time to time

Look at the sky and imagine what might be in the sky< /p>

Appeared

An ant

Chapter 5: Ants

One, two, three...

                              logleg|

Now, they climb into the sky

One, two, three...

In a blink of an eye

Shining in the midnight sky