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Insects.

1 .A poor caterpillar, a string of crawling caterpillars on a pine tree, splits its back into weather windows that are capable of future weather and violent storms.

The Raptor is unimaginably presbyopia, but it can see voles hiding on the ground from high above the clouds.

Blind bats can guide themselves through Palanzani unimpeded.

The carrier pigeon is millions of miles away from home, but it can cross the vast expanse of land it has never passed through before and fly back to its coop without fail.

I admire Fabre for a humble stone wasp that can fly over unfamiliar areas and long distances and return to himself unharmed, because he is not afraid of difficulties, whether it is a hot summer or a cold winter, he has to catch live insects to observe, and every time Fabre goes out, he has to carry two bags of insects back, and he will double down on protecting them.

2.Fabre's yearning for science led him to the temple of science. This is also worth learning from, if we study as hard and persevering as Fabre, then our grades will definitely improve greatly, just like I make a correction book, if I persist, my grades will definitely be better.

Honeycomb. Thoughts: How I long to be like Fabre, to swim in the ocean of knowledge, to explore the world of science, to uncover one mystery after another in the natural world, for the benefit of mankind!

But I'm so ashamed of Fabre. Fabre was able to study insects in a difficult environment, and I was not even serious about doing math problems, I didn't work hard, and if I couldn't do it once, I didn't want to use my brain, and sometimes I lost my temper.

How many moths are there? There are about twenty in this room, and at least forty in other rooms.

Above. Forty lovers came to pay their respects to the bride who was born that morning – the princess in an ivory tower!

Every night for a week, the moths would come to see their beautiful princess. It was the storm.

In the rainy season, it is so dark at night that you can't see your fingers. Our house was again shaded behind many large trees, making it difficult to find.

They have traveled so dark and difficult to see their queen.

In such bad weather conditions, even the strongest owl did not dare to leave the nest easily, but the peacock moth did.

It can fly out decisively, and it is not blocked by tree branches, and it can reach its destination smoothly. They're so fearless, that's that.

so persistent that when it arrived at its destination, there was not a single scratch on its body, not even a small wound.

No. The night was like daylight to them.

The peacock moth's only purpose in life is to find a mate, and for this purpose, they inherit a very special kind of nature.

Fu: No matter how far the road is, how dark the road is, or how many obstacles there are on the way, it can always find its object. in them.

There are about two or three nights in their lives where they can spend hours a night looking for their object. If in the interim.

They can't find the object. Then its life will also be over.

Here the figure of speech of metaphor and anthropomorphism is used to bring the peacock moth to life.

Insects: On Ancestral Traditions Everyone has their own talents and their own character. Sometimes this character seems to let God judge and punish. It's up to him to take care of, not us! On the contrary, I like it.

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Red Ants is on a ruin, and there is a place where Red Ants are cottages. Red ants are a species that neither will raise children nor will they.

The ants who go out to find food, in order to survive, have to use immoral methods to plunder the children of the black ants.

They keep them in their own homes, and in the future, these ants that they have taken possession will be reduced to slavery forever.

On summer afternoons, I often see a procession of red ants going out on the expedition, and there is about one of them.

Five or six yards long. When they look.

When I saw the nest of black ants, there was a rush in the front team. A few spy-like ants left the group first.

Walk. A swarms of ants still meandered in a procession, sometimes methodically through the trails, sometimes in the desert.

Looming among the dead leaves of the grass.

Eventually, they found the black ant's nest and drove straight into the little ant's bedroom and took it.

They came out of the nest. In the nest, the red ants and the black ants had a fierce fight, and in the end the black ants were defeated.

Instead, the robbers snatched their children away.

Let me tell you a little bit more about how they got back along the way.

One day I saw a troop of ants marching along the edge of the pond, and it was a strong wind, and many of the ants were blown off, and they were making a delicious meal of fish for nothing. This time the fish ate another batch of unexpected food - the baby of the black ant. Apparently ants.

They will not choose another way home like bees, they will only go home the same way.

I couldn't spend the whole afternoon on the ants, so I asked my little granddaughter, Lassy, to help me keep an eye on them. She loved it.

Listening to the story of the ants, and having seen the war of the red ants with her own eyes, she was glad to accept my request. Wherever the weather is good.

In the days, little Lassi always squatted in the garden, staring at the ground with little eyes.

One day, I heard Lassy's voice in the study, "Come on, come on!" The red ant has gone to the black ant's house.

Go! "Do you know which way they go? ”

Yes, I've made a mark. ”

What mark? How do you do it? ”

I scattered pebbles along the road. ”

I hurried out into the garden, and Lassi was right. The red ants are triumphant along the white gravel road!

I took a leaf, cut off a few ants, and put them elsewhere. These few got lost, and the others, by their own.

's memory went back the way it came. This proves that they do not directly identify the direction of their home, as bees do, but rely on it.

I found my way home with the memory of the scenery along the way. So even if they come out.

Cicadas"Driven by hunger"/"Afflicted by thirst"

When I inspected their storerooms, I came with a hand axe"Digging"Target. This excavation is very vivid here.

Actually, it's"initiatives"It's like a miner or a railroad engineer. Miners supported the tunnels with pillars, and railway engineers used brick walls to make the tunnels strong. "This sentence is a very apt metaphor.

Then, it performs a strange kind of gymnastics, with the body rising in the air, only a little fixed on the old skin, flipping the body so that the head is down, and the patterned wings are stretched outward"Exhausted"Open. It's a fitting effort.

Be zealous, of course"Committed to"**, then the only way to house the musical instrument is to shrink the internal organs.

Cicadas and me"Stay next to each other"It's been fifteen years now, and every summer is almost two months long"They never leave my sight, and neither do my songs"。It expresses the author's affection for cicadas.