A composition about insects

Today, I went to play in the small garden again. My eyes followed a little ant in a hurry and made a strange trip.

The space has expanded before my eyes, and the slender grass stems have formed a lush forest. A little ant, a little ant in a hurry, wandered in this forest. I think it's lost! It is holding a small piece of bread crumbs, swinging two tentacles, stopping to explore the direction from time to time, which is very cautious. My eyes followed its footsteps. It walked, twists and turns, sometimes hitting rocks, and sometimes avoiding other insects competing for food. Slowly, its pace accelerated and did not stop. I guess I'll be home soon.

Their little world lies under some weeds on the edge of the forest. Here, many small ants are far away, holding food two or three times larger than their own bodies. Go in and out in an orderly way. Look! A butterfly flew leisurely over the village, and the villagers stopped in a daze, but a few of them reacted and continued to carry food, and everyone continued to be busy.

In the streets and alleys, colorful small ascaris wear beautiful colorful clothes, just like girls in the south. In front of the cricket, a group of watermelon worms gathered together and cast a curious look at this behemoth. A brave little watermelon bug stepped forward, had a friendly talk with it and showed the crickets around. What a lively chat!

My eyes were attracted by a group of dancers. There were more than a dozen of them dancing gracefully under two "big trees". With a few bugs, everyone was intoxicated and reached the state of ecstasy. Sometimes they curl up into "small watermelons", and sometimes they walk with little feet and perform extremely elegant small steps. This unparalleled dance can only be performed by watermelon worms!

My eyes explored along the secluded path and I saw the ants having a meeting. The king sat on a small stone and announced something majestically. I think we are discussing how to spend the winter. The ants at the bottom are really undisciplined. You say yours, I say mine, whispering is very lively. The meeting was short, only a minute or two, and then it was over. Everyone went on in the hustle and bustle.

I was surprised to find that there is a larva activity room in the world of ants! There is a large group of tiny ants in a hidden grass. Several big ants lead them to turn over stones, move things, hide, and cross the grass ... and patiently, meticulously, earnestly, and bit by bit teach them everything to do as an ant.

I also saw many secluded villages in the grass.

If it weren't for the hooves of birds, I would play in their world until dark. I found the happy world of bugs. How happy and proud I am! What an unknown little world this is!

Would you like to walk with me in the grasshopper world?