I lay leisurely in grandma's vegetable garden. I saw green caterpillars, crickets playing music, cicadas singing and ants working hard. The caterpillar in green is eating Chinese cabbage leisurely and making a squeaking sound. Under the Chinese cabbage, the performer cricket is playing his violin attentively; The singer proudly showed everyone his beautiful voice. Ants who come here must stay for a while. Although they are so hardworking, they can't resist the charm of this choir. They will be attracted by a group of animals, which will definitely make them linger. This concert hall is really lively! I think such a musical ensemble is impossible for us humans to play and sing anyway. When I walked out of the gate, I shook hands with the morning glow and touched my head. Early morning, so fresh! I feel so refreshed in my heart! I came to the garden before I knew it. Grandpa earthworm was my first friend to visit. Grandpa earthworm, how many years have you been working in wet soil? I don't know how many lives you have led to the light and made them thrive. You were the happiest at that time. I wonder if you are tired? I don't think you will be tired, because this is your choice with no regrets. You showed us an optimistic and unyielding soul. Hello, Brother Tomato! You are wearing a red cotton gown. Have you dressed up for my arrival? Hello, radish sister! Did you hide in the land and invite me to play hide-and-seek with you? Hello, Mrs Cabbage! Will you wear a green skirt and a white skirt to dinner? Then let's go Don't be late! Hello, Brother Frog! Do you want to stare at your bright eyes and catch more pests? No, you've done a lot of meritorious service. How many pests have died in your stomach? What! Do you want to stick to it and break your own record? All right! I won't bother you, come on! Hello! Aunt cabbage! You're great. Cabbage brothers are thriving in your arms. No matter the storm or the scorching sun, you never flinch. You are so selfless! Hey, brother ant! Why are you in such a hurry? Oh? Is it going to rain? Thank you for reminding me, so hurry home! Hardly had I reached a shady place when it began to rain. Hello, Sister Raindrop! How cute you are! Oh? You mean let me go home? No, it's okay. It doesn't matter if I get caught in the rain. You'd better moisten the land, uncle! He cracked his mouth. It stopped. Several frogs croak in the field, and a flock of homing geese fly over the clouds. I should go home, too. I shook my hand gently, with a good mood and good memory, and brought back a touch of sunset red. Today, I have been lying in the field, forgetting the world and myself in infinite silence. My eyes followed the crawling bugs, and I had a strange trip. Space has expanded before my eyes, and a piece of land has become a vast wilderness. A bug, a dung beetles who likes to push dung balls. It pushes a dung ball in this wilderness, as if it didn't want to give up at all. You see, although it stops and goes, it still pushes proudly. It didn't push far before it hit the pit, but it didn't give up and pushed it up again. Finally, he walked to the front of the house. My eyes are attracted by a group of diligent "workers"-ants. They carry food quickly, as if afraid that other bugs will take away the delicious food from the sky. At this time, two neat teams of ants walked to both sides of the food and moved the whole food into the hole. Their antennae collided with each other as if cheering. After a while, the food went into the hole and the ants went to enjoy the food. My eyes turned to a tree high above. There is a big net on the tree, and a spider is sitting on the net waiting for him. Suddenly, a mosquito bumped into the internet and struggled to escape. But how can spiders let go of this delicious food? It spins silk quickly and wraps mosquitoes tightly. Next, you can have a hearty meal. I also saw many, many ... I lingered for an afternoon, until the sunset kissed the western hills, and the singing of the red dove brought my heart back. I found the happy world of bugs. How proud I am! Some people don't like insects at all, and even regard them as enemies. But I don't think so. Because insects are alive, we can also be friends with them. If humans don't harm insects, I believe they are willing to be friends with us! I like crickets, commonly known as crickets. According to the teacher, its alias is also called promoting weaving. I like crickets, because they eat bugs that are invisible to the naked eye, which saves vegetable farmers the work of spraying pesticides. Cricket is very nice. But this sound is not from the throat, but from the vibration of the wings. One day, I was walking in the park. Suddenly, I found a group of people looking at something there. I struggled into the crowd and saw two male crickets fighting. They sat back, shaking all over, demonstrating to each other, and then quickly jumped on each other and bit their heads. After a while, one finally couldn't hold on, lost the battle and fled, and the winner cried proudly. The winner of the second round also wanted to expand the results and chased after it without thinking. As a result, he was kicked out of the "108,000 Li" by the other side, turning defeat into victory. I saw a wonderful game this time!