Insect Memory Philosophical Sentences, Insect Memories contain 20 philosophical sentences?

One night in mid-July, I was alone in the field listening to the cries of the gnats. The fields at 9 p.m. were cool and silent, and the silence of the night was pierced by the cry of the grasshopper, followed by the wail of the cicada, and the poor little creature who had been caught by the grasshopper let out a heart-wrenching cry at the last moment of its life. But all in vain.

In June, I caught quite a few gnats, I fed them some fruit and cicadas, but they only ate the belly of the cicadas and some sweet fruits, and I found that they like to eat sweets. These gnats are also carnivorous masters, and although they are not as cruel as praying mantises, they never let go of their dead companions, and greed corrupts their hearts all the time. The gnats are also very harmonious, and they never quarrel when they live in groups.

But most of the time they rest together.

Homemade Spanish rhinos.

When it was engaged in the construction of this large structure, I thought that its husband, or its companion, would come and help it, at least I often saw it in a cave with her husband. I also believe that this help will make its wives more diligent, and husbands and wives can gather and store food together. For it is naturally much faster for a husband and wife to do the same thing and the same work, at least much faster than to do it alone, but when the house is full enough for it to live, her husband will retire.

So the husband ran back to the earth, and went to a different place to take refuge. The work it should do to the family, the duties it should have done, and it has done what a husband should do.

duty, thus ending the obligation to this family.

So, what do I see in a mud house where a lot of food is put down? Is it a large pile of small clods of dirt, stacked on top of each other? However, it is not true at all.

It's not actually what it seems. All I could see was a single large clod of earth, and the room where the food was stored, except for a path, was all stuffed.

These round piles do not have a certain shape, some are the size of a spitting chicken's egg, and some are like ordinary onion heads. Some are almost completely round. It reminds me of the round hard cheese found in the Netherlands.

Some are round and slightly protruding at the top. However, in either case, the surface is smooth and presents delicate curves.

This mother took great pains to bring many, many materials one at a time, collected them together and kneaded them into a large ball. It does this by mashing the many small piles, putting them together, and kneading them together, while also trampling them. I've seen it on top of this giant dome several times.

Of course, the ball was much larger than the one made by the sacred beetle, and when the two were compared to each other, the latter was nothing more than a small projectile. It also sometimes hovers on a convex surface about four inches in diameter, knocking it, patting it, hitting it, kneading it, and holding it to make it firm and flat. I have only seen such a novel landscape once, and only once.

What an incredible opportunity! But as soon as it saw me, it rolled down the curvy slope and disappeared. It discovers that what it has done has been noticed, and its identity and target have been fully exposed, so it has fled.

One cannot throw life away as a bulky obstacle and worthless as soon as it encounters a thorn in the way of life's journey.

Fabre, "Insects".

Do you have a small pond built inside your house? In that small pond, you can observe every fragment of the life of the creatures in the water at any time.

Insects" At the end, this large family disappeared. These little spiders are carried to various places by floating silk. The glorious mother spider who turned out to carry a group of children on her back became a lonely old man.

It doesn't seem sad to lose so many children at once. It foraged for food more energetically, because at this time it no longer had a heavy burden on its back, it was much more relaxed, and it looked younger. Soon it will be a grandmother, and a great-grandmother in the future, because a tarantula can live for years.

The insect memory sentence is as follows:

The part of the pear that clings to the floor has been covered with fine sand. The rest of the part, too, has been polished like glass, which shows that it has not rolled the pear thinly, but has only molded it into shape.

When a person decides to conquer a wasp's nest, if his action is not carefully and carefully thought out, then such an action is simply a risky thing to do.

The eggs of the pine moth hatch in September. At that time, if you lifted the scales of the tube a little bit, you could see that there were a lot of small black heads inside. They are biting, pushing their lids, slowly climbing up to the tubes.

At this time, its color is red and white, and before it turns into sandalwood black, it has to change its clothes several times, the color becomes black, and the hardness gradually increases, until it is put on a armor, and it is a complete beetle.

Cicadas were first spotted on the summer solstice. On the road where there are many pedestrians and the sun shines, there are many round holes, level with the ground, about the size of a human finger. In these round holes, the grubs of cicadas crawl out of the ground.

They have bulging bodies, like half peas, and their elytra are smooth or hairy, usually with red or yellow markings on their black elytra, or black markings on their red and yellow elytra, but some ladybugs, elytra are yellow, red or brown with no spots, and these bright colors have a warning effect to deter predators.