The Village of Grass Worms is 600 words after reading

The village of grass insects" describes the author as a little black beetle, in reverie flew to the happy world of grass insects, in this seemingly inconspicuous grass, he was pleasantly surprised to find the rich and colorful life scenes in the village, like ** home.

flapping his wings and singing beautifully, he looks like a porter relying on his perseverance and physical strength, trying to carry everyone's food forward, and he looks like an astronomer. of meteorologists, send out climate information so that they can grasp the situation of meteorological changes, and... At this time, the author was puzzled, could it be that there is still so much wisdom and power in the village of the little bugs!

In my subconscious, I always feel that little insects are nothing more than small things, hiding in the grass and hiding in the dark every day, and not too many people like them, but when I finished reading this text, I, like the author, not only have a love for grass insects, but also make me feel that the power of their unity is so great, and their lives are as happy, athletic, and happy as a big family...

I was immersed in the author's infinite yearning for nature and his love for small creatures, looking at the cave where the grass and insects lived, it was no different from our human life, there were streets, alleys, and bustling villagers living in the sunshine, they not only have a rich emotional world, but also spiritual wisdom, they not only enjoy the warmth of family life, but also create the sunshine of the big family. At this moment, I think that if I am a little beetle, I will definitely work hard and study, do not bully the weak, and enjoy the fruits with everyone. I also thought that as a member of the sixth and fifth classes, I should work harder in my studies and pay more in doing good deeds, just like the slogan everyone shouts:

Six-five-six-five, live and study hard for our class to achieve excellent results!

A small village, a wonderful journey, is coming to an end, let us take a childish, a hope, leave the city behind, run to the field of knowledge, to breathe fresh air, absorb new knowledge... At this time, you will find that on the wings of each little beetle, there is a unique brilliance!

In a hurry, I put "The Village of Grass Worms." I read this short article twice, and this short article of only a few hundred words made me feel as if I was there, as if I saw the bustling exchanges of grass insect villagers; many streets and paths; A dozen grass insects scattered under two clusters of bushes, engrossed in playing beautiful tunes;The sight of the "villagers" returning with food two or three times larger than themselves.

This vibrant scene makes me feel comfortable and happy, and I can't help but feel very happy and sigh at the wonder of nature!And I think of the natural environment now.

Nature gives us wisdom, gives us space to live, and gives us the reproduction of life. And what do humans give back to the beautiful nature?Pollution, fire, flooding, ......One after the other.

This year, a huge fire broke out in our county, which dealt a devastating blow to the forest and had a certain impact on our country's economy. And isn't all this caused by human beings themselves?If people don't kill animals, many animals won't become extinct;If people didn't cut down trees, the air wouldn't be so muddyIf people use less chemicals, the pollution of the environment will not become out of control;If people had planted more trees, the desert would not have been rampant.

Spring is supposed to be soft, warm and beautiful, but in my hometown, spring is all sandstorms. How I yearn for the nature in "The Village of Grass and Insects", where the natural environment is beautiful and the creatures live in harmony with each other.

Begging people to give a little love to nature!Let nature stop crying!I crave beautiful nature.

Today we took the lesson "The Village of Grass Worms", and I was very impressed.

The Village of Grass Worms is written about the author's bizarre journey lying in the field, following the crawling insects. His whimsical imagination led him to another world, a world that was comparable to the human world - the world of insects.

In the world of insects, the villagers are bustling through the streets and alleys, there are beautiful southern girls, beetle ** families, beetle engineers, beetle designers, etc., they work together to build the home of grass insects. In addition to this, there are rangers, distant relatives - lizards who visit this beautiful village. Seeing this, I can't help but applaud the author's wonderful imagination.

I saw a petite one running out of the hole in the midst of many of the same kind of bugs to greet the returnees. They looked at each other meaningfully for a long time, and then walked back to the cave together with joy. I suspect that they may be a loving couple, because they have been separated for a long time, and the husband feels extremely ashamed in the meaningful gaze:

It's really hard for her to be away from home for so many days and have her wife take care of so many children by herself. But the wife was overjoyed by her husband's return, and all the grievances turned into this affectionate gaze, and everything was silent. How much like our human world!

In the eyes of the author, there is no difference between bugs and people. He's already immersed in the world of bugs. If it weren't for the song of the red dove that called him back, maybe he might have thought he was a beetle too!

The author's beautiful writing made me see the village as well. I really want to be able to get close to and feel nature like the author one day!I really want to become a bug one day and feel the joy of bugs!

When I was a child, I lived at my grandmother's house in the countryside. My grandmother's family lived on a mountain, and the whole mountain was full of fruit trees and lush greenery. There is a lawn in front of my grandmother's house, and I often spread a blanket under the tree on the lawn and lie in the lap of nature, which is really pleasant.

Once, I lay under a tree, as usual, listening to the birds singing and feeling the breeze that nature had given me. Suddenly, I noticed an unknown worm wriggling next to me. I screamed.

Because I've been afraid of bugs since I was a child. But as if the little worm had not heard, it continued to crawl forward, crawling, crawling. Suddenly, it stopped, and I thought it was going to attack me, and I was about to run, but I didn't realize that it was going to approach me.

Curious, I took a closer look and saw that it was picking up something, and then turning back the way it came. I became interested in this little bug, and I followed it and thought to myself: this is a brave little bug, it is not afraid of danger to crawl next to me to find food, and when I screamed, it did not run away.

As I was thinking, it stopped again, and in front of it was a haystack with a small hole in front of it, and then a smaller insect crawled out of it, picked up the food it had laid down, and crawled into the hole. When the worm that had crawled into the hole came out again, there was no food, but it was followed by a smaller worm. I looked at it, and the smaller bug must have been their baby.

The family of three climbed forward together, and they climbed to another small hole, presumably to visit relatives. I went back to the blanket and looked up at the tree. Suddenly, I thought: I can give them some food so they don't have to work so hard, they look so weak.

I went home and found some bread crumbs and went back to where I was to feed the bugs. I scattered breadcrumbs around the hole, and when I didn't see them come out for a long time, I spread the blanket under a nearby tree and waited for them. Wait, wait, and before I knew it, I was asleep.

When I woke up, I found that the crumbs were gone, so I sprinkled some more, and when the insects smelled it, they crawled out and slipped the crumbs back into the hole. I'm just playing with them, I'm not afraid of them, they're really too weak compared to me.

As soon as I looked up and saw the sunset staining the sky red, I came to my senses, put away the blanket, scattered some of the remaining breadcrumbs around the hole, stepped on the lawn, and went home.

"The Village of Grass Worms".

The Village of Grass Insects" was written by writer Guo Feng. In the text, the author imagines himself as a small bug that follows other bugs into the wonderful insect kingdom. This little bug seems so weak and so small.

But there is an abundance of life, and there is much to learn from us. In the future, we must also have tenacious vitality like insects and not give in to difficulties.

When I read "The Village of Grass and Worms", I benefited a lot!

The author uses rich imagination and extremely ingenious techniques to describe the small insects living in the grass vividly, and the text also uses metaphors and anthropomorphic rhetorical techniques many times, "The colorful little round worms are like girls in the south", what a beautiful sentence!

This article is an example to follow!