Why do bees work Is it labor for bees to collect honey and is it different from human labor?

The most industrious bees in a bee colony are worker bees. Worker bees are the most numerous in the colony, and are responsible for all the work in the colony, such as caressing, gathering, brewing honey, guarding, cleaning, etc.

The queen bee is born with pheromones to release pheromones, and as long as the worker bee comes into contact with the queen bee's pheromones, they will obey the queen unconditionally. Moreover, pheromones contain a variety of information, and the worker bees are arranged to do what they need to do according to their needs and seasons. It can be said that pheromones are the codes arranged on the worker bees, and all the things that should be done are arranged.

As long as the pheromones are still there, the worker bees must do things according to the arrangement, and what the worker bees do is not out of their own wishes, but is the result of pheromone domination.

Worker bees must be under pheromone domination for the rest of their lives in order to function properly. This pheromone is not only the pheromone released by the queen bee, but the larvae are also releasing pheromones to control the worker bees. As long as there are larvae in the hive, the pheromones released by those larvae require the worker bees to do their best to nurture the larvae.

As long as there are larvae in the colony, order is normal.

Therefore, the diligence of the worker bees is actually an instinctive behavior under the shackles, and it is also a last resort to arrange the worker bees in this way. If worker bees don't have queen pheromones and larval pheromones control, there won't be industrious and cute little bees.

Spring is coming, and a swarm of bees is active, busy collecting nectar among the blooming flowers. A young little bee that flies east to west for 2 days and has nothing to do. Not only does the little bee not work itself, but it also looks down on its hard-working companions, calling them "fools" behind its back.

One day, it really didn't want to be among these fools. So, he decided to go out and find friends who shared his temperament.

The little bee flew and flew, and finally it came to a quiet garden. "Aha, I'm finally free from those fools, and I don't have to listen to their busy buzz all day anymore! ”。

Xiaomi said happily to herself in her heart. After the rejoicing, the little bee felt hungry and wanted to find some pollen to eat. However, it searched around and couldn't find a single pollen.

It turned out that not a single flower in the garden had bloomed.

The little bee asked the flowers in amazement, "Why don't you bloom?" I am hungry! ”

A chrysanthemum said lazily, "Why should we bloom?" ”

The little bee said angrily, "You are so lazy! ”

At this time, the orchid next to the chrysanthemum said weakly: "It's not that we're lazy, it's that we haven't drunk water for several days, and we don't have the strength to open it!" It turns out that the elephant sent by the gods to water us has not come to water us for the past few days. ”

When the little bee heard this, he quickly flapped his wings and went to find the elephant. Eventually, he found the elephant sleeping in a shady patch not far from the garden.

The little bee shouted to the elephant from afar, "Elephant, why don't you go and water the flowers?" ”

The elephant said, "Why should I water the flowers?" How comfortable I slept here! ”

The little bee was anxious and said, "If you don't water the flowers, the flowers won't bloom, and we bees won't have pollen to eat." ”

At this time, the elephant said something that the little bee will never forget: "I think it's too stupid to work all day!" I want to find a place to live where I don't need to work. Friend, you have traveled a lot, can you tell me where you don't have to work? ”

Listening to the elephant's words, the little bee suddenly woke up: yes, if everyone thinks like me and the elephant, then there is no one in the world who works. Wouldn't our little bees have no pollen to eat?

Labor is not only for others, but also for yourself! We should establish the ideological concept of being proud of hard work and being ashamed of good and bad work.

Thinking of this, the little bee couldn't help but think of its hard-working companions, and at this point, it no longer felt stupid. On the contrary, it admires them from the bottom of its heart! It was determined to fly home at once and work happily with them.

There is still a difference. Honey collection by bees is labor, and it is also the need for individual survival and species reproduction. In addition to the needs of survival and reproduction, human labor is often hobbies, selfless dedication, and spiritual satisfaction.

This is also a kind of labor, just a difference between humans and animals.

It's all labor, and there must be a difference, both in form and intensity.

Labor is a kind of conscious and purposeful social practice held by human beings, which is the exchange process of material, energy and information between man and nature with his own physical and mental power and his own activities.

Bees are often a symbol of industriousness. Every morning, every day when the sun is scorching. Bees always collect honey in obscurity and make honey. It may be small, but its quality is noble.

The sight of bees reminds me of one person, and that is my grandmother.

Every day, when others are still asleep, Grandma gets up and starts the day's chores. He boiled the water first, and with his trembling hands he lifted the heavy kettle and walked tremblingly to the faucet. Pick up the water and put it on it, such a trivial thing, grandma sweated while doing it.

After doing this, there are many more things, cooking, washing clothes, washing dishes, ......

Grandma is like an industrious bee. Get up early every day and be greedy for darkness. How difficult it is!

Grandma finished her housework and finally could take a break from watching TV. Grandma watched and fell asleep. Grandma had pale silver hair, and her face was wrinkled because of her age.

With gray and thick nails on my hands, I suddenly realized that my grandmother was old, yes, he was 67 years old.

Although grandma is old, she is still very hardworking, she makes honey like a bee, pays for others, and pays silently.