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That evening, the son returned from school. He said the school gave an assignment: let the growth process of observing an animal. I said with a joke, "Where to go to find a kitten or puppy for you?" He said that some classmates in the class had promised to give him a silkworm, just prepare a small box, just take it to school tomorrow, just take it to school. Essence

The next day, he brought a silkworm back, and saw that it was lying in the box. I think maybe the weather is hot, and it will not be suffocated in the box. Holding the box and shaking, it still had no reaction. I want to throw it into the trash, my son stopped me loudly: "Mom, it is not dead, it is just asleep." I see that he insisted so much that he couldn't bear to throw away. In the evening, his lover returned home, and he observed it carefully for a while, saying that the silkworm should not die. Go pick some mulberry leaves and feed it. Coincidentally, there were two mulberry trees downstairs. I hurried downstairs to pick some tender mulberry leaves and came back, and found a new box to do its home.

This silkworm came to our house in this context.

After getting up the next morning, the first thing was to look at it. I saw that it was rushing into the mulberry leaves, and it was full of healthy white. Where is yesterday? My God, fortunately, after listening to my son's suggestion and bringing it back, otherwise a small life would not be killed me, it was really sinful!

Go back to see it at night. Due to the hot weather, the mulberry leaves have rolled up. This guy seems to be very picky, lazily lie down, appetite without appetite. I went downstairs and picked it in some fresh mulberry leaves. The guy immediately climbed the fresh mulberry leaves. I deliberately put the mulberry leaves on its mouth, let it smell the taste of fresh mulberry leaves, and then take the leaves a little farther away from it. It is really a foodie for eating. Identification is completed!

Later, we picked fresh mulberry leaves for it every day. Slowly, with experience, we will pick more and wrap them in the refrigerator with plastic wrap. Get up in the morning and feed it once, and go home to feed it again at night. It grows at the naked eye. When I come back every day, I will observe it for a while. Sometimes it will rise, and I will touch its fat white fat body. Looking at me, I was buried into the mulberry leaves and continued to "fight".

Time was in a hurry. Suddenly one day, I found that the mulberry leaves in the box didn't move at all. After checking it on the Internet, it turned out that when the silkworm started to spit, it would not eat anymore. I observed it carefully that it was really spitting on the filament in its mouth, and a few unlicensed silk nets had been hung between the mulberry and the wall of the box. It kept spitting on cocoons. After a cocoon gradually formed, it continued to spit in the cocoon, and the cocoon slowly became thick. Later, it could not see it. Those days happened to catch up with the Qingming Festival holiday and worried that no one was taking care of it at home, so we took it anywhere.

Finally, one day, a mouthful of cocoon was opened, and a large white moth was lying next to it. It turned out that this was broken cocoon into moths. Big white moth lying there nor mobilized. It was learned that it turned out that its mission had been completed. I don't want to watch it just leave in front of my eyes, put it on the leaves downstairs, come to nature, and return to nature. On the next day, on the third day, it was still moving on that leaf. When you look at it again, you can't see it.

In this way, the silkworm left us. But the years when it accompanied me, engraved in my mind, stayed forever. It made me know that the persistence of "spring silkworm to dead silk" made me deeply understand that although life is short, it can live beautiful. The days when I was with it, although less than 30 days, although it only accompanied me through a period of time in my life, I accompanied it to finish its life.

This reminds me of the scene where travelers look back at the earth with affection for the earth 6.4 billion kilometers away. We are just like silkworms, which is insignificant for the vast space. But why not? Like silkworms, in a limited life, we can live up to our greatest efforts and compose unique chapters. Perhaps this is the greatest respect for life.

The story of my silkworm and my silkworm has ended, and it seems to continue ... (Kang Liqin)

Source: Shijiazhuang Daily Client

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