Today, I lay down by the grass again. In the infinite silence, I forgot about the world and myself.
In front of my eyes, the grass has become bigger than ever before, and the grass has become a big forest. A little ant was walking around alone and found a small piece of bread crumbs. I think it must be a good chef. It went out to find something to cook. Now it found it, but it couldn't move it. It turned around and walked back. Arriving at the cave, after a while, the ant chef brought out a few more porters. They worked together to move the food in. They will have another sumptuous dinner tonight! I seemed to smell the fragrance of the ants' rice. I wanted to go in and share it with them, but I was afraid of scaring these little elves.
The lives of ants are also very regular. They do their own things: the little ants are in school, the teacher is teaching, and their teachers and students are so serious and focused. When the little ants go to school, their parents are at work. Jingle bells... The school bell rang, and the little ants all went home. When they got home, the little ants reported to their parents what they had learned in the day. The parents might criticize them or praise them. A little ant that looks very proud, I think it must have gotten good grades.
An ant robber stopped an ant resident fiercely. The ant police happened to pass by and caught the ant robber. I think the ant police must be very happy because it did a good thing for the people.
The smoke rising from the farmyard and the barking of the dog brought my soul back.
I would like to hold your hand and take a walk together in the ant kingdom.
Today, I came to the ant hole with great interest and saw them coming and going bustlingly.
The ants stood in rows and were getting ready to do exercises. Suddenly, the ant team was in chaos and scattered one after another. They ran and bumped left and right. A huge ant bumped into a petite ant, and the petite ant burst into tears. What to do? The petite ant could no longer crawl. A large group of ants came over, lifted the petite ant and walked away. They kept comforting the little ant in their mouths. The little ant was very grateful and said thank you repeatedly. My eyes followed the path of the ants, and I saw the ants' solidarity, mutual help, and friendly qualities. I gained a lot more there!
I roamed all morning, and it wasn’t until Father Sun laughed harder that my heart came back.
Seeing them so united and friendly, I was completely confused. How much wisdom is contained in the minds of ants? How many qualities of ants are worth learning from us? What is the force that makes them so united? I was completely immersed in the sea of ??ants.
The ants went home, and there was a sound of ants eating in the hole. I, in this ocean of wisdom, have returned to my original nature (1) Locusts and Grasshoppers
"A green robe, six thin legs, covered with thorns, jumping three feet high." Hey, guess what is this? You don’t know, but that’s the famous “Prince” of the Pest Kingdom—Mr. Locust. Since I’m not very familiar with it, I brought it and its follower—the grasshopper—back for study. I even picked one for it. Interesting unused name - "Green Train".
There are two flexible "antennas" on the "front" of the "Green Train". Under the antennas are two fake "clairvoyants", which are shining with golden light and are quite scary. Matching its eyes were those four terrifying jaws, which moved as if they wanted to eat me. In the middle of this terrible jaw, there is a lovely "cherry three-petal mouth" hidden. There is also a bell-like pattern on its abdomen, not to mention how weird it is. I think it may be used to scare people. The biggest feature of the "Green Train" that I haven't mentioned yet is its six legs. Four of the front legs each have a round sucker, and there are eight pointed thin claws, and the two hind legs have * **There are ten small suckers, and there are many thorns on the lower legs. If you look carefully, they really look like small saws.
My mother said that although locusts and grasshoppers are small, they are super bad guys. They especially like to eat rice, wheat, sorghum, corn and other crops. In places swept by swarms of locusts, vast green spaces will turn into wastelands, crops will be eaten up, and almost nothing they can bite will be spared. This is really terrible.
Huh, bad guy, now I will put you in a "confinement room", go on a hunger strike, and think about your faults in front of the wall to see if you dare to do bad things again!