Looking forward to the stars, the moon, and the spring, uncle told us a long time ago that when the dandelions grow, we will dig the dandelions and make dumplings together. The first time I heard that dandelion can also be made into dumplings, I really wanted to know what it tasted like. Finally on a bright afternoon we went out to dig dandelions. It is only now that I know that the yellow flowers that can be seen everywhere in the grass by the roadside are from dandelions. At first, I dug very slowly, and I couldn't produce a single dandelion for a long time. But slowly digging became easier and smoother, and the small bag in his hand slowly swelled. Really appreciate the truth of practice makes perfect. The feeling of being close to nature is wonderful, the warm feeling of the sun shining on the back, and the fresh smell of wet soil mixed with grass is continuously sent into the nostrils. At this time, I suddenly fantasized that I would have a small garden, and as a small "flower farmer" Decorate my garden beautifully. And suddenly feel that nature is so wonderful, growing so many different plants.
As the weather warmed up, the ants in the house slowly increased. There will always be one or two little black spots crawling on the walls, and to keep them from getting hurt, we often bottle them up and put them outdoors. We caught a total of five or six ants in the bottle that day. Since there was no time to let them go, we poured a drink or two into the bottle for them. At first, they were still trying to find an exit to break through this enclosed space, and then two ants began to drink the drink from the bottle, and then everyone crowded together to drink. The ant's belly gradually becomes transparent from black at the beginning. But gradually these ants looked very wrong, because they didn't move at all, their whole body curled up into a ball, I don't know if they were stuck with the drink or something. We hurriedly put them out, dabbed the drink on them with a paper towel, and tried to dry them with a gentle blower. The ant closest to me shrank into a ball and didn't move for a long time. After a long time, when I gave it a "death notice" and felt sad, I found that its small tentacles moved slightly. I hurriedly use a tissue to gently separate the two arms that were stuck together. Slowly its limbs stretched out, lying on the corner of the napkin "washing". Like a life being saved, the joy of "resurrecting from the dead" is really indescribable in words. Finally, after the little ants were full of vitality, we released them back to nature. Later, I learned that the symptoms of the little ant drunk are very similar to this.