Today, I was catching grasshoppers in the square with my good friends as usual, catching
Catching seems to be in another world.
I just came back to my senses, I feel that everything around me is expanding, and I am shrinking
I look at my body actually turned into a small grasshopper, the body is very black, and the arms and
legs have become thinner than a toothpick arm, leg.
Suddenly, it was as if a grasshopper was saying to me, "Run!"
I looked back, there was a pair of big, black hands pouncing on me, I desperately ran
desperately jumped, in the unknowing, as if he flew up, I looked down, and really flew
up, I was overjoyed.
I saw that there were many more of my kind on the lamp, and I went up to greet them.
But
they paid no attention to me, and were busy practicing their songs. Some of them took a leaf and blew it,
and the tune they played was better than the one they played on their harmoniums; some of them held a
thick twig in their hands as if it were hollowed out, and blew it better than the bamboo pins; and one of them used a
square, empty box, and then put a small iron bar over the box. Then a small iron rod was used to beat on the box, which made a very
musical sound. It turned out that I was into an insect music work was.
As I walked along, I saw another room, and just as I was about to go in, I heard someone
shouting, "Hey! Hey!" I just followed the direction of the talk, and slowly I came back
to my senses. My friends were looking at me, and I thought, If someone wasn't calling me, I'd really like to visit the
second world of insects.
I am a small ant
I have a pair of big eyes, a scissors-like mouth, six flexible legs, I have a "slim" body, and I have two antennae on my head. I'm a small, unassuming ant.
I live in a large, spacious and lively family, and my companions and I are busy looking for food for our queen to eat every day, so that our queen is full of food every day.
When we go out to look for food, we usually have to go far away from the nest to look for it, if we find both delicious and more food, and our companions are less able to move it, then we will naturally "move the troops", but we are so far away from the nest, how can we do the troops ah? This is not difficult to us, because we have a secret weapon - collision of the head of the tentacles to pass information, if the food is sweet and delicious, then our tentacles will be very intense collision.
In our eyes, a small plant, is a big tree; a grain of rice, is a delicious meal; a fallen leaf, is a good bed quilt.
Ah! This world is really big! It's so colorful! Although I am a tiny ant, I can feel the beauty of the world! Although I am a tiny ant, I can feel the wonder of the world! Although I am a tiny ant, but I can feel the joy in nature!