According to legend, Nanzhanbuzhou is a place rich in products, surrounded by the sea, and there are seabirds flying and singing in the turquoise ocean. There are various kinds of ants living here, swarming on the beach, facing the tide, and the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting the red clouds in the sky, just as there is a cloud in the poem: "The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky." It's as beautiful as the poem.
There are many caves of different sizes in the dunes, maybe these are their nests. They work hard all day, leaving early and returning late to search for food and store food in caves to prepare for the winter. On this day, the sun was rising in the east, and there was a slight breeze. There were many black ants in the many caves. They lined up neatly like a few curved thin lines, and they were divided into several groups and set off. In the cave that extends in all directions, a little ant is left looking around, wandering back and forth, looking at a loss. There is a larger ant lying in the ant chamber. Perhaps this is their queen. She is responsible for laying eggs and rarely leaves the hole. A pair of eyes stared at the little ant, smiled slightly, and asked: "Little ant, I see that you have been wandering back and forth, do you want to go out to play?"
The little ant's eyes kept moving, and he felt a little aggrieved. He nodded heavily and said, "Well, Queen Ant, I'm afraid that my parents won't find me when they come back and blame me for the pottery's disobedience."
After hearing this, the queen ant stretched her eyebrows and said, "So that's why! You can go out and play if you want. I will tell your parents when they come back. Go ahead." The queen actually agreed, and she was very happy. I almost jumped up and danced. The queen ant smiled and said silently: "This child." Then she looked at the little ant walking out of the ant house at a brisk pace and called out: "Little ant, don't be too playful, go home early."
"I know," the little ant's voice came from outside the ant room. The cave extends in all directions and is extremely complex, like a maze. The little ant has lived here since he was a child, and he is already familiar with the way out of the cave.
There was a gentle breeze outside the cave, and the oncoming breeze blew its antennae. Even its walking steps were a little light, and its mood was so happy and overjoyed. The oncoming pairs of ants are neatly aligned like a line, with a pair of large pincers on their well-developed upper jaws to clamp leaves, or a group of ants in the middle is dragging a giant worm hundreds of times larger than itself, following closely behind the army, with the ants next to it. Two ants direct the entire army to move forward slowly, with a pair of pincers as large as their heads. Seeing this, Little Ant greeted him and said, "Uncle."
The giant pincer ant turned around and asked: "Little ant, where are you going?"
"I just went out for a casual walk," his voice was clear and crisp, like the chirping of a bird, not as rough as a giant pincer ant, and his voice had a muddy noise. He coughed a few times from time to time, and said with concern: "Today It's raining, so go home early." The weather is so nice today and there's a gentle breeze blowing, so how can it rain? "It sounded a little suspicious. Seeing how calm it was, the giant pincer ant explained: "Little ant, look at my tentacles. They are wet. There is moisture rising, and the clouds in the sky are like steam gathering and pressing down. It looks like there's going to be a heavy rainstorm. Xiao Yi stretched his eyebrows and said, "I know." " Instead of parting ways, it can be seen that Xiao Yi was doubtful about his words, and said to himself: "Why don't I think it's going to rain? The wind is light and the clouds are calm. Uncles must be too nervous. "Keep going, maybe the little ant is still very young, and has had too little experience to be able to speak softly, and he doesn't know that he will suffer the consequences if he doesn't listen to the words of the old worm.
Walking to the foot of the sycamore tree, the withered yellow leaves fell down, covering its entire body under the withered yellow leaves. It got out of the leaves and looked up to the sky. At this time, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the sun hid in the thick clouds, the sky suddenly darkened, and it seemed that it was really going to rain. Thunder rumbled, raindrops fell on the ground, hitting the withered leaves or the ground, and the rain splashed all over it. It hid under the leaves again and began to feel a little scared. It even cried out, "Uncle, dad, mom, queen ant, I'm afraid, I'm afraid." Listening to the patter of rain, lightning pierced the clouds, and The dim sky flashed down, like a bright light that whitened its eyes. A sudden thunder pierced its ears, and it suddenly trembled. It was at a loss and cried: "Mom, Mom, I'm afraid, I'm afraid." The raindrops were falling. On the lake, there were splashes and ripples. The little ant was also frightened, and lost its footing and fell into the puddle. Raindrops of all sizes fell around it, like pouring water. At this time, it screamed that the sky was not responding, and the earth was not working. No matter how hard it struggled, it was of no avail. The rain shook the leaves. Floating slowly. It grabs the last straw and climbs over like a small boat, only to have a chance to breathe. At this time, the clouds opened and the rain stopped. It shook its hind legs and butt, shook off the rainwater, and lay on the wet ground, blowing its body dry with the wind after the rain. At this time, it was exhausted. It rested for a while and regained its strength before continuing on its way.
Two ants were waiting at the entrance of the cave, leaning on each other, waiting anxiously, and said hopefully: "Where do you think this child went?" The ant on the side comforted: "The little ant will be fine, because it is ours." If a child encounters difficulties, he will definitely overcome them. We must have confidence in our children. Little ants, they will definitely come back." The little ants sprang out from the weeds, and dewdrops fell from the long leaves. He fell down, looking so embarrassed. When he saw his own worm waiting at the entrance of the cave, he threw all his fears behind his mind and ran over, calling out in a hurry, "Dad, Mom."
"Little ant," hugging his own worm, the little ant hugged its mother and cried loudly, but the mother scolded, "Why are you so disobedient? Everyone is worried about you, you All your uncles have gone out to look for you and have not returned yet. Don't be so playful in the future." The little ant hugged its mother, nodded heavily and said, "Yes."
"Little ant, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, tell grandpa what happened?" An old ant staggered out, walking slowly, maybe because he was old and had some difficulty in moving. The little ant jumped into the arms of the old ant, and the old ant smiled and said: "The little ant has grown up, and grandpa is old, and he can't hold you anymore." The two ants, grandpa and grandson, sat at the entrance of the cave, and the little ant lay on the old ant's chest. In his arms, Old Ant gently stroked its body with old wrinkled hands and asked, "Can you tell Grandpa what happened when you went out?" Little Ant lay in Old Ant's arms, looked up at Grandpa's chin, and nodded: "Well, little ants encountered heavy rain when they went out. Little ants were very scared and fell into a pool of stagnant water. If it weren't for a sycamore leaf, little ants might not be able to see you."
"It is cowardly to talk about life and death. Grandpa believes that Xiao Yi is a brave ant with great ambitions, floating in the vast universe. The huge ocean is like a pool of stagnant water, and the islands are like leaves floating in the water. We The living earth is like a cracked pine nut. Although we are ants, our thoughts are infinitely lofty. You are still growing and encounter many difficulties and blows. As long as your thoughts are lofty and your will is strong, there is no need to fear life and death. ?Xiaoyi, do you understand?"
"Well, I understand!"
