Last Saturday, the morning was sunny. On my way home, I saw three ants on the roadside, all together. I wanted to see what they were doing, so I stopped to look at them carefully.
Ants look different from other bugs. The shape of ants is divided into three parts: head, chest and abdomen. The ant's head is lotus-shaped; The chest is thin and long, like a small bridge; The ant's stomach is wide and big, like the goods pulled by adults. The antenna on the ant's head is used to transmit information. Its eyes are different from those of people. Their eyes are compound eyes, and they are as big as sickles. It has three feet, the front one is used for walking, the middle one is used for keeping balance, and the back one is used for pedaling.
Those two seem to be fighting, and there seems to be a referee next to them. Those two fighting ants are very agile and clever. They look very serious. There seems to be a piece of food next to them, two pieces of bread. Finally, I saw the bigger ant win. It climbed into the hole and called out some ants. Then they sent two loaves of bread to the hole together.
After I took two more steps, I saw a large group of ants get together again. After a few seconds, they lined up in a big row, and then I thought to myself: Oh! Ants are so clever. They are running a race. I want to know which little ant can win in the end. So I'm waiting, 1 minute, 2 minutes ... 6 minutes, 7 minutes, ah! The winner of the competition is an ant whose body color is brown. I watched the little ant humbly return to the hole.
On the way home, I was extremely excited because I learned knowledge again. At this time, I was thinking: if only everyone didn't hurt those small animals! Because this is also a lovely life.
I caught a little ant today, then stuffed it into toilet paper, kneaded it into a ball and put it on the table.
After a few minutes, I happily thought: the little ant must have been suffocated. But when you open the paper, you can see the little ants still crawling inside. I suddenly wiped the paper, wiped the pen and ink, and tossed the little ant for five minutes. I proudly thought, little ant, you should die this time! I can open the paper and see the little ants still crawling inside. Not convinced, I continued to knead the paper into a ball and throw it in the past. When I opened the paper again, ah! I scratched a big hole in the paper, and the little ant escaped! At that time, I was so angry that I tore the paper with holes into pieces and threw it into the trash can.
Through this incident, I think only the strongest ant can overcome the difficulties and escape from the enemy. I think: learning is the same, as long as you persist in studying hard, give full play to your advantages and get rid of your bad habits, you will be able to create miracles when you grow up!
She lives on the sixth floor and there will be ants. In fact, she caught ants in the toilet and didn't take it seriously. I showed it to me at that time, but I didn't expect to write this in my diary today. After writing it, he told me that he was competing with the little ant PK! I like this article written by my baby, I feel the power of ants, and I can understand some truth. Although far-fetched, I am very happy to write like this without any hint! Come on, baby! )
Sixth grade ant composition 3 "Oh, autumn is coming, you can play with the little squirrel!" " "I climbed out of the hole and looked at the fallen leaves wrapped in autumn wind, which fluctuated from time to time.
"Son, autumn is here, and winter is not far away. We must save food quickly. " A voice sounded, I woke up suddenly, and a wish sprouted in my heart-I must carry this cold winter.
"Little ant, don't take things so seriously, it takes a lot of effort." A cricket looked at my busy appearance and said slowly. "No, brother cricket, autumn has come. I want to save some food quickly to spend this cold winter. You should also hurry to find some food for the winter! " "I, hum, I don't want to bother to move those things. Besides, it is far from winter now, and it will be fine in the future. Little ant, let's sing a song and see who has the loudest voice! " "No, you'd better sing it yourself!" I listened to the crickets, sighed helplessly and turned away. Cricket behind him set up the violin again, opened his abdomen, played for himself on a small slope and sang happily. That song is particularly loud on the open grass.
"One, two, three, jump!" Several grasshoppers are jumping around on the grass and having a good time. "Little ant, come here quickly, I want to play hopscotch with you again." "Big Brother Grasshopper, it's almost winter, so hurry up and scrimp with me!" "No, little ant, you slowly save food! We can always find food all year round, so don't bother. " "Oh, I see. It seems that I worry too much, but I can't play with you anymore. I have to continue to store food quickly! " After that, I continued to look for food for the winter.
Winter is coming, goose feathers and heavy snow are falling all over the sky, and the music of big brother cricket in the distance rings again, intermittently, as if it were the last mourning in life. The voice was sad and soon disappeared. The grasshopper, once the champion of long jump, has completely disappeared.
Spring has come, the ice and snow melt and everything recovers. Birds will sing again after being blocked for a winter, and other small animals will scramble to come out of their caves and play spring symphonies together. But in this heavy symphony, only the crickets' songs are gone. I hurried to Cricket's brother's house, but what I saw was the body. Brother cricket may never see this beautiful spring again!
My wish has come true, and I have seen the vibrant spring with green eyes.
When I was 4 6 years old, I played downstairs. Suddenly, the sky was overcast and the wind was cold, and my little hand was cold. Seeing that it's going to rain cats and dogs, I'm sitting on the ground silly. Guess what I'm doing? Haha, I'm watching ants carefully. I scratched my little head with my hand. "Ah!
Why are there so many ants? It's weird. What are those white things on their backs? Out of curiosity, I touched one of the ants with my little hand. As soon as I got there, the ants ran away in a panic, and I applauded happily. How timid! "
My heart is deeply attracted by this group of ants. "Boom, boom", the thunder is deafening, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the ants are running faster and faster. This thunder made my hair stand on end, but I still insisted on watching it. I squatted there and watched intently, sneezing with cold, and the picture of ants moving kept appearing in my mind. It suddenly occurred to me that when it was about to rain, people hurried home. Isn't that the same? I am very happy, because after all, I came up with it myself. But think about it, what does it carry? This needs my further observation. At this time, my mother ran to my side, hugged me and ran upstairs and said, "Oh, you scared me to death!" "
What are you doing there? I'm worried. "When I got back to my warm home, I sat on the sofa and asked my mother breathlessly," What did the ants bring before it rained? What is this? "Mom brought me thicker clothes and asked me to change them. Then she said, children, they are carrying food!
Food is hard to find because of the rain. That little hole is a nest. They are moving food into it. Don't do such a stupid thing next time!
I suddenly realized: "Oh!
I see!
This incident has benefited me a lot. I will never forget the mystery of ants.
A little ant and his family live under a big banyan tree in the forest. One day, the little lion passed by the tree and saw little ants playing on the trunk. He laughed at it and said, "You little ants are so small that I can't find any bones when I step on them." Hearing this, the little ant desperately hid in the dense branches and leaves and cried to himself, "I must become very big and step on the little lion!" " "
At this time, a black hole appeared in front of the little ant, and there was a force inside to attract it to climb in. The little ant turned a few somersaults in the hole and saw an old man standing inside, leaning on a cane, looking at the little ant kindly. "Grandpa, can you help me realize a wish?" "Come on, come and eat this big Dan, but it only takes one day. One day, you will be the same again. " The fairy put the pill in front of the little ant and disappeared while flashing the aperture.
The little ant ate the pill given by the fairy and immediately became a giant. He was swaggering in the forest when he happened to see his good friend Rabbit bullied by a little lion. The little ant picked up the lion and kept swinging it with one arm. The little lion trembled with fear and even dared not beg for mercy. The little ant bounced again, and the little lion was bounced to a hundred thousand miles. Little Nutbrown hare looked at the little ant happily and said, "Thank you, little ant." "You're welcome!" The little ant said goodbye to the little rabbit. On his way home, he saw the bear walk alone again, panting with fatigue. The little ant quickly stopped to help the bear move, because it was strong and helped to move it in one trip. The bear looked at the little ant enviously and thanked him. It is getting dark. Say goodbye to the bear, and the little ant hurried home.
When the little ant came to the door, it froze. The cave in the house is so small that one finger can collapse the house. Little ants see their mother taking their brother for a walk in front of the door. They also looked at the little ants anxiously, not knowing what to do. The little ant suddenly thought that the fairy said that the medicine could be taken for one day, so he had to spend the night at the door, wait until dawn the next day, restore his original appearance, and enter the cave to reunite with his family.
The little ant finally overcame the addiction of being a giant and helped his children. It feels very happy. But the little ant is more willing to be himself and be a normal little ant.
The next day, I once again forgot the world and you and me on the infinitely silent lawn.
My eyes followed the little ant and started a special visit.
The space is infinitely expanded, and the dense weeds form an ant world. An ant, an ant with a scepter, walks leisurely in this world. I think he must be a magician! You see, although he is carefree, he is still chanting in his mouth. He kept turning over the magic book and finally recited the spell. My eyes followed his footsteps. He walked and walked, and soon he arrived at the tribe. They were talking to each other. I also want to join this group, but I don't understand their language.
Their tribes are distributed inside the ant world. Here, many ant villagers communicate leisurely. Wizard ants, go back to the tribe. I looked around and saw an ant with a crown on its head running to meet the returnees. They talked for a long time, and then returned to the cave hand in hand. I can see that the ant tribe is a school, not a square. In the busy square, ants in dance skirts are covered with elegant veils. Jumping Jiamusi in this lively square made many ants laugh. Gecko is surrounded by a group of small ants, who shoot curious eyes at this alien thing. They said without thinking, look! Gecko seems to be no longer something falling from the sky, just like relatives and friends, enjoying it with a smile.
My eyes were attracted by a wave of primary school students, who were in groups of three or five, shoulder to shoulder. The school is a small seedling, whose fruit has been forced to ripen by the sun. Pupils stare at textbooks and read them word by word, which is catchy and fluent. Infrasound waves can only be read by ants.
My eyes followed the quiet mountain shade, and I saw the happy life of the "people". They lined up and only heard a whistle, and the "clans" ran wild. I think they must be holding a marathon. They run at the same speed, sweating profusely and feeling passionate.
I was completely lost in thought. How many thoughts are there in the world of little ants? I saw musicians playing the violin, and writers were busy writing manuscripts ..... each doing his own job.
I was in a trance all afternoon, until the scorching sun tormented the lawn, emitting waves of hot air and burning me. I discovered the ant world. How proud I am!
I am willing to hold your hand and walk to the ant kingdom together.
How small human beings are in the world, and how small ants are in front of human beings! And they also have their own time. Listen to a story if you don't believe me.
There is a boy named Min Min in a small village. He is very naughty.
One day, Min Min made trouble in the village as usual, but suddenly a fairy appeared in front of him. The fairy shook her hand in front of Min Min, and Min Min fainted. When he woke up, he was surprised to find that he had become a little ant and walked into the forest! Min Min rolled and crawled into the village, but this is him. Who will know him? Min Min found that he couldn't find help here, so he climbed back to the forest in frustration. An ant saw him and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Min Min told the ants the whole process in detail. After listening, the ant said to Min Min, "You can come to our big family!" "Really?" "Who said no?" Then, Min Min, who was still living on the street, suddenly became a member of the ant family.
Min Min is very busy every day and never takes a rest. Finally one day, he was impatient. He roared, "Why don't I have the time that ants should have!" " ""Son, what you used to do was ant time. " The ant elder replied meaningfully. At this time, Min Min suddenly realized that the fairy appeared again. Her hand shook and Min Min fainted again. ...
When Min Min woke up, he had returned to the village. He hurried home and wrote this song "Ant Time".
You must have seen ants! Have you observed it carefully? Today, I will talk about ants.
I found an ant hole in the corner downstairs of my house. I didn't see any ants around the ant hole, so I thought they must be hiding in the hole. So I ran home and got a piece of bread and a magnifying glass. I squatted in front of the cave, tore a small piece of bread with my hand and put it in the hole to lure them to see if they would come out. Sure enough, in a few minutes, a small ant poked its head out and got out of the hole. It approached the bread, touched it with its tentacles and seemed to smell it again. Then, it quickly climbed back into the hole. I guess: it must tell its partners the good news. Hey! I really guessed right. An ant came out at once, and then two or three ants came out. They lined up in neat and orderly lines, just like soldiers doing exercises. I quickly crushed the bread with my hands and spread it around the ants. More and more ants, more and more, clusters, clusters. They carry food over and over again like hardworking porters.
I used the remaining crumbs to lure an ant into my "trap"-put it in the sand and cover it with glass. Then look carefully with a magnifying glass. I can see its horn, head, chest, feet and abdomen, but I can't see its eyes. Later, I learned that they have no eyes, and they use their sense of smell to tell their direction. So how do they communicate? Oh! It turns out that in this process, a "pheromone" will be secreted to guide the ants behind along the same line. If we pass through their parade with our hands and interfere with ants' "pheromones", ants will lose their sense of direction and crawl around. So, let's not disturb them casually.
Ah! It's amazing that little ants have such profound knowledge.
In life, every animal may inspire you, and everything will inspire you, but ants inspire me the most.
It was Sunday, and the sky in Wan Li was cloudless and blue. I'm enjoying the flowers with cookies in my hand. Suddenly I found a little ant behind the flowerpot, walking freely. I squatted down to observe the little ant. I put the cookies not far from the ants and watched. I thought ants would eat cookies slowly, but I was wrong. The ant climbed over the biscuit, looked at it and left. I wonder why it doesn't eat such a big biscuit. I found it coming in front of me, as if twisting its tentacles. Then it attracted "a thousand troops and horses." It turned out that he wanted to ask other companions to help him move the last biscuit home and share it with his companions. Suddenly I feel that small ants also have magical power. One of them lifted a small corner and slowly moved back to the cave with the strength of their tribe. Weak ants used to have such magical power, because they knew that unity was power.
Animals still know this, so should we humans. As long as we are United and United, our profits can be cut off. This is the power of unity, and this is the inspiration from ants.