Why, I love ant more and more

When I was young, I often greeted my friends loudly when I saw the ants on the tree: come and see, the ant is on the tree ...

In the afternoon of August 15th this year, when I was walking outside, I suddenly saw the half -moon cake, and many ants were running around. Some climbed the moon cakes, some tiptoe, and enjoyed the delicious Mid -Autumn Festival ...

After I quickly picked up my phone, after taking this exciting moment, I sighed from the heart: Today's ants also added a festive atmosphere of the month from the fifteenth day of the moon to the fifteenth. Moon cake is the biggest and most beautiful completion of ants ...

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Looking at these elf, I couldn't help thinking of the micro -name of a girl: dancing mosquitoes.

I just saw this name. I became a monk in the second day. Not only could I not touch my mind, but I was also confused: what does this name mean and what is it? I ask this girl openly.

The girl smiled slightly and was very fond of the city: riding a mosquito dancing, that is, I am very small, like a dust ...

I see! In fact, in the endless end of the world, which one of us is not a small ant?

Perhaps, with the time of time, when I accidentally stepped into the years of the destiny, I suddenly realized that I was the ant in the eyes of the old man ...

At this time, I suddenly started to like the ant ...

Fifteen Moon Sixteen Yuan! At noon on August 16th, I went to the river by myself and saw a child who accidentally, and dropped the food in my hand to the ground ...

However, when I came back, I found that the countless ants were carrying this food. Of course, a ant was not as large as a millet rice grain. , Lift hard ...

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This is a small food, and the children accidentally fell underground. However, for ants, it is really delicious ...

Don't look at a little bit of sesame, maybe, it is an ant's food for a day ...

Looking at these cute ants, I looked up at the blue sky, and couldn't help feeling: In the vast space, each of us is not as big as this ant?

At this moment, several junior high school girls sang a song and walked over: there is no floral, no tree height, I am a grass that is unknown ...

As the saying goes: There are many old roots, and there are many old people.

And the older I am, the more I feel: after half a year, I like ants more and more!

(Zhang Shengkai)

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