Chapter 2 Chapter 1: The Appearance of the Young Killer

Into the curtain August 28 It's the season of "grey mold" again. There are many brown spots on the leaves of peony and peony, especially when they bloom in spring. The place where the flowers are cut off seems to be inflamed after the operation. The place closest to the incision is It's black, and gradually turns to brown and white when it goes down, and the "white" is a kind of mold. According to the gardening book, gray mold is caused by heat and humidity. This summer is very hot and rainy, no wonder the disease is so serious.The book also said that all diseased leaves and branches must be cut off. It also emphasized that the cut leaves must not fall under the tree, because it will cause the entire tree to be infected.

How wonderful!The so-called "fallen leaves return to their roots", actually some leaves cannot return to their roots. Even if they want to return to their roots, they have to be removed. It is better to apply chemical fertilizers than let the leaves nourish its "mother plant". This kind of fallen leaves is probably like the so-called dissidents who are exiled overseas and are not allowed to return to the country when they are old, because what you bring back to the country is not nutrients, but toxins.In this way, pine and fir trees are the most popular for falling leaves to return to their roots.Sometimes when walking into an ancient fir forest, the soles of your feet are soft, as if you are stepping on a thick mattress. It turns out that it is all made up of needles and leaves that have fallen from it.The needles don't have much water, and probably don't have any nutrients. Although they can't moisten the mother plant, they have another advantage, that is, weeds don't grow, and mosquitoes and flies don't grow.Even earthworms and earthworm-eating moles are said to be absent.How lovely it is to have such a clean, serene, peaceful forest!There is no "noise" at all, it is really "one word".

It's a pity that I am now facing a peony full of dissidents.It is a standard American, with large, fragrant and beautiful flowers, and strangely shaped leaves, which are the most complicated "two-back three-pinnate compound leaves", and it is easy to get sick between the leaves.Anthrax, botrytis, and swollen nematodes can all cause infections. According to Chinese and Japanese horticultural theories, the best way to make peonies grow healthily is to pluck all the leaves of the whole tree in mid-September. Since there are no leaves that can grow insects, it is not easy to get sick.This is very similar to the political theory of some countries. Eliminating all dissidents who may spread poison is the best way to maintain national peace.

But if you are an American horticulturist, you will say, what is a good peony but a few black spots?Pick off the leaves early, how can it still look like a tree?You know, a sick leaf is always a leaf, it still shines and functions, and it still turns red in autumn.The gray mold and anthrax are not serious, but the big deal is that there will be two less flowers next year, why not keep them? Facing the speckled peonies, I started to have conflicts, and finally had to make a compromise, cutting off the sick leaves first, and then waiting for the Mid-Autumn Festival to remove the leaves of the whole plant.

I carefully grasped the leaves and cut them off at the base, only in this way to be sure that not a single dissident had absconded into the country. Suddenly, the leaf trembled, and there was a pain and a tightness on my left index finger. The tip of a leaf actually had a barb, which hooked my hand. I reacted violently and threw the leaf onto the grass. . The leaves actually stood up and swayed back and forth.It turned out that it was not a leaf, but a praying mantis. great!I was overjoyed, I haven't seen this little thing for many years.I remember that the last time I raised a praying mantis was ten years ago. My son raised it for him when he was a child, and he raised it for two months.The earlier memory is that when I was a child, I raised praying mantises in cardboard boxes. I don’t remember how long I lived, but I only remember the gray-black mantis droppings.

I rushed into the house to look for cartons. There were a lot of cartons in the garage, but they were either too big or too small. I was so anxious.The box can be found slowly, but the praying mantis must be caught first. I took a McDonald's paper bag and ran outside. When I ran back to the yard, it was still waiting there. When it saw me, it returned to its original posture of bending its upper arms and posing to attack.I opened the mouth of the bag to form a circle, and slowly approached it.Prepare to cover it hard when it is caught off guard. It still didn't hide, it stretched out its triangular head, stared at my paper bag, and raised its upper body high, as if a boxer was about to punch. "That's wonderful!" I thought to myself: "It seems that I don't need to work hard. Since it thinks it can fight my paper bag, and it looks very confident and arrogant, of course it won't abscond. There is no need for me to arrest it with handcuffs and shackles.

This praying mantis is the "big brother". The big brother can accept the invitation to go in and have a talk, and the big brother can also be arrested, but the big brother wants to save face, and the big brother will never urinate or run away. Sure enough, it was easily covered by me, and there was a sound of punching and punching in the bag. I pressed the mouth of the bag to the grass, and then slowly tightened it. I was very excited: "Look! How great! How lucky, not only Caught a praying mantis, and a tough and brave one." Put the paper bag on the table, press the mouth of the bag with a paperweight, and start looking for a "home" for it.This house needs to be big enough for it to live in, so it has to be big; but it can't be too big, it's not easy to manage; it's not easy to catch when it's sent into a big bug box.This box had better be completely transparent, only transparent can see what it is doing.Especially when it kills a cat, it grabs a lively big worm and eats it bite by bite.How thrilling and exciting it is to wash your face and sing a song leisurely.

Just as my wife came back from the library with my daughter, I immediately reported the great news. "What is a praying mantis? What is a praying mantis? Show me! Show me! Show me!" shouted the daughter and ran to the study.Quickly called her to stop: "Be careful! The praying mantis is very fierce. It will bite and catch people. Wait until Dad finds a box and put it in it, and then look." My wife was also very excited. My wife never allowed me to keep small animals. She said she was afraid that I would be sensitive, but she was actually afraid of trouble.But she doesn't reject the praying mantis, she probably thinks that such a small thing can be bothered, and I will trouble it.

Now that the trouble has started, I rummaged around and finally found a box containing chocolates. This box is beautifully made, not only transparent, but also strong. In order to let the praying mantis breathe, I found a vice and iron nails, clamped the iron nails with the pliers, and turned on the gas stove to burn the iron nails red.The daughter looked from front to back, just in time for an opportunity to teach: "Come here! From here, have the iron nails turned red? If the iron nails are burned with fire, they will turn red when they are very hot." I put the plastic chocolate box on the cooking table, and asked my daughter to stand a little farther away. I inserted the red-hot iron nail at the center of the box lid, and it passed through easily, emitting a foul smell.

Then expand that point to the surroundings and drill radially, about four holes can be drilled at a time.Then burn red and drill again, a total of twelve holes were drilled, "Dad, must be right!" I proudly said to my daughter, and handed over the "slivers" that were pulled out every time the nails were pulled out. Daughter: "Look! This is a kind of man-made fiber. Some of the clothes you wear are pulled out and then woven." Putting the plastic box on the desk, and picking up the paper bag containing the praying mantis, there was a crackling sound in the paper bag.It must have struggled for a long time.Open the lid of the box, fasten the bottom of the box on the mouth of the paper bag from top to bottom, slowly pull the mouth of the bag open, and then turn it over, and sure enough, the praying mantis landed in the box with a crisp sound.

Close the lid of the box as quickly as possible, and shout: "Come and see! Liu's Circus is officially open!" Since the circus wants to perform, it must have cooperating actors.I went to the kitchen and took out a transparent plastic bag, and rushed to the yard to recruit actors. The actors must be not too big or small, just enough for my protagonist to catch, so I don’t plan to catch cicadas: the cicada is too big, the mantis Still too young.The actor must also be plump and sensual, so that my protagonist can be entranced, so I will not catch scarabs, which are too hard. The actor must also have vitality, and only actors with vitality can perform "opponent scenes", so I don't Can catch earthworms and snails, they are too slow. The earth is really endless. After a while, I covered a bee. This is really an ideal actor. I squeezed the bee into a corner of the plastic bag, carefully grasped it tightly, then opened the box a little, and stuffed the extra in. Immediately, the box became lively, and the bees were buzzing and flying like a small motor.I yelled loudly: "If you don't come quickly, you won't be able to see a good show." After I yelled, my son rushed down from upstairs.This kid was nowhere to be seen just now, but now he said that he wanted to watch the praying mantis eat bees. It can be seen that he has always been aware of the major events happening downstairs, and only entered the arena when the good show started. "It's not called praying mantis eating bees, it's called praying mantis and bee battle of the century." I said to my son.He also taught his daughter to get closer: "Just stare at it. When the bee flies to the mantis, the mantis can catch the bee in just one moment. If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see the picture it catches." So the family gathered around the box, just like the gentlemen and ladies in Rome gathered around the arena to watch the bloody killings in the arena.Watching the fire from the other side is the most interesting thing, like watching the police and robbers shoot out in a house protected by bulletproof glass.I am in absolute security, and the other party is in absolute insecurity, so that insecurity can be compared with my own security and satisfaction.The other party's tragedy can highlight one's own comedy. Now the praying mantis in the box must be thinking that it was the bee that caused it to be locked in, and the bee must also hate the praying mantis for blocking the way. The small box makes the road narrow, just like a crowded city, making it easier for people to have friction.I can almost see that the growing hatred in that glass box, the conflict must be on the verge of breaking out. Look!The bee is flying close, look!The mantis raised its weapon and was ready to strike.quick!shot!Strange, why haven't you made a move yet?What are you waiting for?Hurry up! I don't know why, one minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and the mantis didn't even make a move.The bee seemed to see through it, and not only flew towards it, but also landed on it several times, turning it over in fright and falling to the bottom of the box. "It must not be hungry," said the daughter. "This is a rotten praying mantis, much worse than the ones I raised before," said the son. "I probably got scared when I grabbed it just now, and I can't recover for a while." I said. When you grabbed it just now, didn't you say that it was so powerful that it almost scratched you, why are you so useless now? " said the wife. After speaking, everyone dispersed.I watched for a while, watching the bees tired from flying, and stopped at a corner to catch their breath.The praying mantis walked back and forth, turning a blind eye to the bees as it passed by.Maybe praying mantises are like people, with cowards. Unfortunately, this is a cowardly praying mantis.Prison August 29th Last night I specially left a lamp for it, hoping that although it has no appetite for supper, it will always have something to eat.However, it is indeed a coward. When I saw it in the morning, it was hanging upside down on the lid of the box, motionless; the bee was lying quietly on the bottom of the box, motionless, dead.I'm afraid that they have never even had a fight. The bees are desperately trying to find a way out, and they are exhausted to death. I opened the lid and it was lifted up with the lid, still hanging under the lid.But when I took out the body of the bee, it suddenly moved quickly, flipped out the cover, and climbed up my arm. It was dead, so I had no choice but to hold back the instinctive reflex and let it crawl.It actually "hits the snake with the stick" and climbs up my arm, my God!It actually crawled in along the wide cuff of the pajamas.I quickly grabbed the elbow of the right sleeve with my left hand to prevent it from climbing up.The kid didn't even look back, he just pushed his head.Now the trouble is, although the sleeves are wide, it is not easy to roll up the cuffs to get them out. It is not easy, but I am afraid that when I roll up its feet, it will also roll up its feet; such thin feet will definitely break. What's the fun when it's broken? With an idea, I relaxed my left hand, quickly unbuttoned it, and took off the left half of the pajamas, leaving only the right sleeve. Sure enough, it passed through the sleeve and emerged from the other end.I grabbed him with my left hand, but it actually raised two pincers again, as if attacking.I was really angry, and felt that it didn't know what to do, and thought it could fight me to the death.Thinking of the "007 Intelligence Agent" I watched when I was young, a black widow spider could get on and off James Bond's bed.James didn't move. When it crawled over his chest and onto the sheet, he rolled up the sheet and beat down hard.The result of the bed sheet being opened again is not shown in the movie, but it is conceivable that it must be a bloody mess. Now I also think, if I'm really angry, wrap it in clothes and beat it down, isn't it a ball?It's just that because I regard it as a pet, I can't be angry with it, and I have to be scared and angry by it. I remember a big parrot I raised in the past, often standing on my arm, talking to me in a whisper, while lowering its head coldly, and biting me hard.The bite was green and purple, and the pain pierced the heart and spleen.However, I was able to resist the "reflex action", insisted on not responding, and walked back to its cage slowly, asking it to get down.Sometimes when I was bitten so unexpectedly, I was so angry that I wanted to slap it to death, but what's the use of it?Does it understand?I was killed, it was my pet, and I was even more sad, not to mention it was my son's baby. In fact, pets are children. My son competes with me. If I win, I will say "I won!" If I lose, I can say "My son won." I often use < for Xu at the beginning of the game. Dedicated to Discussing the Wu Clan> A sentence from the above: "Look at today's domain, whose family actually dominates the world?" Then he said, no matter who wins, it will always be my family's world. The battles in this world are most entangled when it comes to a family.Even the little praying mantis will be treated differently just because he entered this house. It was too late to say it, and the little guy had already crawled out of the cuffs, over the clothes, and up the neckline. Fortunately, it didn't seem to have any wings, otherwise it would have flown.I easily turned the clothes over from the other side. It thought "the earth has grown taller", so it climbed up again. Halfway through the climb, I grabbed it from the back of the clothes.It kicked violently, stretched out its arms first, poked my hand through the clothes with its pliers, and then lowered its head to bite.I tried to relax my hands, but couldn't.Hurry up and get the chocolate box, buckle it on it, and then cover it with the clothes. Now I know that although it has not eaten anything, it is still very strong. I think that it did not eat bees yesterday, it must be because it is not challenging. Since it dares to fight with me, of course it does not like small things.So, I have to find a strong opponent for it. I picked up the plastic bag and walked out until I reached the winter melon field.Here are the wax gourds that I sowed in my house in early spring and then planted by my wife. Probably because the soil was not loosened when planting, and the planting was too dense, only flowers were seen, but no results were seen.My mother used a clever word to call those flowers "lie flowers". I'm waiting next to "Liar Flower".Because I know that oversized, hairy bumblebee always loves to patronize my liars.I also guess that the reason why this "lie flower" became a "lie flower" is because of the big black bee, yes!I know that the big black bee is not only harmless, but also can help spread pollen, but when the crops are not harvested and the world is in trouble, a good official becomes a bad official.What's more, if I want to arrest this "good official", I always have to make him a crime first.When encountering state affairs, killing a few officials can calm the complaints of the people and avoid hurting Longyan. Sure enough, the big black bee came, flying back and forth from flower to flower.I didn't dare to go into the melon bushes, for fear of falling and trampling on the melon vines, I had to wait outside.Finally, when it flew to the nearest flower, the plastic bag covered it with a sound until it was under the flower, and pulled it up. How could Dahei escape? The big black bee was in a plastic bag, just listening to the sound of its wings shaking was amazing and satisfying.It is not buzzing, but creaking, the wings vibrate too fast, making a high-pitched sound, and when it hits the thin plastic bag, it is like the propeller of an airplane going through the jungle, a thrilling crash. According to the old method, I forced it to a corner again, and put the rest of the plastic bag in the opposite direction, so that small corner became a small bag, as long as the "opening" was grasped, aligned with the gap in the box, the big The black bee flew in. (I didn't pull the audience this time, lest it be like the "leakage" of the previous day.) The big black bee is really extraordinary. It is more than two centimeters long, with a big body and thick legs. It looks like a flying tank. Rampage. "Aren't you very strong? Dare to be cruel to me, try this now, go catch it!" I shouted to the mantis in my heart, but that guy was like many other people's children, who knew how to "hold the threshold hard" and treat myself like He is so vicious that he turns into a rabbit when he goes out.It was so frightened that it hid away. The big black bee flew to one corner, and it hid there. Finally, it turned into an ostrich with the side of the box lid facing the farthest corner. Now I really can't figure it out. Although it is not big now, it is seven or eight centimeters long. If it doesn't know how to hunt, what does it eat to grow up?Is it vegetarian?Mantis is obviously not a vegetarian! I found that I needed to learn more, just like a baby who always refuses to eat. On the one hand, the mother can suspect that the child is sick, and on the other hand, she has to think about whether there is a problem with her own care.I immediately asked my wife to drive and take me to the library to find books by Mantis. Known as the largest library on Long Island, there are only four books about praying mantises, two of which are just a chapter in the insect book, and the remaining two were found in the children's book department.Are only kids playing praying mantis in America? Although it is a children's book, the content is very rich, especially gratifying because there are many pictures.One of them is "The Praying mantis, Insect Cannlbal (by LilOHess)". Just looking at the "Cannibal (cannibal, or similar animal)" in the title of this book is thrilling. I dare to say that this praying mantis not only hunts other insects, but also kills other insects. Do you eat all your own kind? There is also a totem woodcut of the asmat people in New Guinea in the book, which is a praying mantis. The Asmat tribe continued to eat people until after World War II.Eat their own enemies as well as foreign "friends".Because of this, they particularly worship the praying mantis, which can kill cats, and even recognize the praying mantis as their ancestor. They have patterns of praying mantises engraved on spears, drums, shields, and even wine glasses. There are also pictures of praying mantis hatching in the book. The eggs laid by the female praying mantis in the previous year will be sealed in a black jelly-like substance, spend the cold winter, and then hatch when the second year is warmer. Hundreds of little praying mantises came out of the hatch, one after another dropped to the ground, and began their life of hunting. What can a "baby praying mantis" the size of a mosquito catch?They are so fragile that they can only be caught and caught by ants as food.In order to protect themselves, they must grow fast; in order to grow, they must eat quickly.And the easiest thing to eat is the closest to them—— brothers and sisters. So they eat one by one, and the stronger one eats the weaker one.No matter how strong you can eat your siblings today, you will be able to eat more siblings tomorrow.Hundreds of praying mantises eat and kill each other like this, the more they eat, the less they eat, and the bigger they eat.Also because there are not many compatriots left in the end, they can share limited space and food. Think about it, when praying mantises do not take the initiative to hunt prey, they have to wait for butterflies and bees to fly to them before they can catch them. Also have to starve to death. So, I thought: Maybe the female praying mantis lays so many eggs at a time, just to let them kill each other. The food eaten by the mother is the food left on purpose by the mother, and the children who eat the brothers and sisters are the children passed on from generation to generation.Isn't that the "Ai's tree frog" produced in Taiwan?After the eggs hatch into tadpoles, the female frog continues to lay eggs and feeds the tadpoles.It’s also like a man can ejaculate hundreds of millions of sperm at a time, each one is moving, swimming and competing desperately to see who can swim to the egg to conceive first.Each one is an opportunity, and it can also be called a life. The purpose of releasing so many opportunities at once is just to increase the opportunities.The loser who fails to swim is, of course, dead. I have also seen a small mouse in Australia. The mother mouse can give birth to eight or nine mice in one litter, but only six milk. In the bio-documentary video, only six mice were seen hanging on the belly of the mother mouse, and those who did not grab the nipple were doomed to starve to death. Life is competition, from unfertile sperm, to praying mantises killing each other, to little mice grabbing teats, to human wars with missiles and cannons, although they seem different, the reason is the same, so there is no need for sympathy. Now I suddenly have great respect for this little praying mantis.It's like hearing that the little brother who just entered the hall and walked in at the door has knocked down many big brothers, so he can't help but look at him with admiration. No wonder this little thing dared to fight with me. It turned out that it took only three months from childhood to adulthood, and it has already fought its way out of the world.From killing siblings, to killing aphids and ants, to killing...Every piece of its flesh is accumulated with the flesh and blood of others.There are other people's flesh in its flesh, and other people's blood in its blood. It is really "the earth will make all the bones dry", much like the emperors who founded the country in the past dynasties." However, I am even more puzzled, why is it so weak now?Could it be that this small prison can kill a warrior who has nothing to kill?Or a warrior who kills without counting becomes a tortoise shrinking his head when he enters the prison? This praying mantis reminds me of Qin Wuyang who murdered at the age of 13.live august 30th It was almost a replica of yesterday. When I went to see it early in the morning, the big black bee was already face up, lying upright on the box without any injuries, indicating that it was "natural death" again. correct!You can call it "natural death". It was not killed by a crash, nor was it bitten to death, let alone starved to death, but died naturally because it used up the "air volume" it was allowed to use in its lifetime. For insects, the tempo of life, not the passage of time, determines how long they live. "This is what I read in the "Natural History" publication. In insects, their lifespan is not determined by the time it passes, but by the rhythm of its life. (The Long and the Short of lt. by Robert G.Allen) For example: Put two hundred male flies in a cage of one cubic foot, and the flies can live for about sixteen days; when the living space of those flies is reduced in a small bottle, so that they are less able to fly, they can live for about fifty days and individual flies, when kept in tiny vials and frozen to fifty-five degrees Fahrenheit, lived for six months. Interestingly, these flies lived for different lengths of life, but used similar amounts of oxygen throughout their lives.So when it kept folding its wings and using a hundred times more oxygen than usual, of course it didn't take long to die.You can say that it died of exhaustion, or that it used up the amount of oxygen God gave it and died naturally. Although the paper says that mammals are different, otherwise the Eskimos living in the Arctic must live a long life; those who do not exercise and eat lazy people must also live a long life.But I think, maybe everyone has a "definite number", as the older generation said, everyone is born with a certain blessing.If you are too happy when you are young, you will be depressed when you are old; if you are miserable when you are young, you will be prosperous when you are old. It's just that neither "prosperity and wealth" nor "longevity and health" can represent the "happiness index".It's like a survey conducted a while back which country is the happiest in Asia, and it was found that the wealthy Japan and Taiwan are not high, but the poor and chaotic Filipinos and Thais are the happiest. Look at individuals in this society, the same is true.Those who have a lot of money are not necessarily happy, and those who live beyond their means are not necessarily miserable.The former may turn from happiness to happiness, and may be satisfied on the surface, but empty and lonely in his heart; while the latter turns from suffering to suffering, but can often find joy in suffering.It's just that rich people often guess that poor people are suffering, and use this "comparison" to make themselves feel happier; those poor people often guess how happy rich people are, and end up mourning and complaining to make themselves more miserable. If they live their own lives and don't compare with each other, I believe that the "happiness index" should be similar in a person's life, no matter whether they are prosperous or depressed.God gives everyone the same joy, and when you run out, you deserve to die. Now I began to understand why the praying mantis remained vigorous despite not eating or drinking for three days.look!It keeps crawling in the box, and its energy is still so strong.This is because it does not fly, and "flying" consumes the most oxygen, which consumes dozens of times more oxygen than "climbing". In addition, its body is very scientific, with slender feet, slender upper body, and small head, so that the area it touches the air is very small.Coupled with the hard negative bones, it can avoid the evaporation of water like a cactus. This small head reminds me of Cheetah, the fastest runner in the world, with a big butt, a thin neck, and a very small head.When it moves quickly, it reduces vibration due to its light head and long neck.With less vibration in the brain, it is not easy to get tired. Praying mantises are a bit like kita leopards. Kita is fast, and a sprint can only last for one minute, so they always stand at a high place to observe, and when they see it, they rush over.If you can't catch it, give up. The same is true for the praying mantis, as it is said in ancient books, it is a "worm that kills the yin", it hides secretly behind the leaves, waits for the prey to approach before attacking, and stops temporarily if it cannot catch it. Generally, all such hunting animals and insects are particularly capable of starvation.The so-called "not open for three years, eat for three years after opening", it can endure seven or eight days of hunger, and it looks as thin as "with two layers of skin", but the more hungry it is, the smarter it is, the lighter and more vicious it is.It's like an antique shop hiding in a corner. It doesn't matter if there are no customers for ten days and half a month. As long as one door is caught, it will be enough for three months' expenses. Think about how long it will take for this praying mantis to have customers in the wild?Of course it can go hungry, and of course it can endure solitude.Moreover, mantises always hunt alone and enjoy themselves, so they are more lonely than Qita, who cooperates in groups. Reminds me of the old poet Ji Xian's "Wolf's Alone"—— I am a wolf walking alone in the wilderness, not a prophet, sighing without a single word, but constantly shaking the empty land with a long cart that is extremely shrill... correct!Is there any other poet who said, "My hometown, my hometown, take a handful of my hometown..."?This praying mantis does not eat or drink, is it feeling nostalgic, or acclimatized?When the water and soil are not acclimatized, should we use the ancient method to eat some soil from our hometown? It's home, so easy!Isn't it just outside the window? I was suddenly inspired, and also had "sympathy", and decided to bring a little bit of my hometown's local customs to it. Go to the peony that caught it at that time, and pick off two leaves.There is still dew on it!How great!It's just the flavor of its hometown. Open the lid and put the leaves in.He said to his daughter who was watching: "It's homesick, so I put leaves in it." Then he pulled her daughter and circled the glass box on the carpet.Singing while turning: "Hold a handful of hometown soil, hometown soil! Drink a handful of hometown water, hometown water..." After going around twice, dancing and twirling, I put down my daughter's little hand and said, "Daddy is going out to catch bugs! The book says that praying mantises only eat live bugs, and now they don't want to go home and get sick. I also have an appetite to eat, Daddy wants to find something good for it to eat!" I danced step by step to the backyard and to the flower garden, feeling very happy, as if I had returned to my hometown by dancing and singing, and felt like a praying mantis, singing to my hometown in a glass box songs, eat the food of the hometown, and wear the clothes of the hometown. In a short time, I caught a wasp (Wasp). Wasps are different from bees. Bees are rounder and a bit stupid.The wasp has a relatively long body and bright colors, especially the yellow-yellow belly with black stripes, just like a tiger, so it should be "hornet bee" in Chinese. Hornet is coming to the arena to teach!I am confident.First, my sixth sense let me know that with the leaves from my hometown, the heart of the mantis is much better; second, the hornet is much smaller than the big black bee yesterday, and it is more beautiful than the bee the day before yesterday, with plump breasts and thin Waist and fat buttocks, very sexy, praying mantis will definitely like it. The hornet started to use up its "oxygen quota", buzzing east and west, bumping into clinging, resting next to the box, and crawling along the box. The praying mantis also crawled around, not for predation, but for no reason. "Children meet and don't know each other, and ask customers where they come from with a smile." This idiot unexpectedly encountered the hornet face to face several times, and even touched the nose, but it didn't make a move, and turned its head away to avoid it.Could it be that they are "little fellow countrymen"? In this small world, it seems that there are two drifters, constantly turning around, of course, it can also be said that they are two victims who suddenly fell into another space somehow, so they ignored everything and just wanted to find a way out . right!Although it has been here for three days and has the leaves of its hometown again, it is still homesick.I can't feel at ease when I'm homesick.It's so stupid, why doesn't it understand the truth of "this place is my hometown"?This is like a person who cannot enjoy the happiness of the next home if his heart for the previous home is not dead.If you keep looking forward to the next life, you will not be able to grasp the limited present life.Even Wuling people failed to stay in the "Peach Blossom Land". have a look!Food is present, there is wine and music, there is neither wind nor rain, living in a glass house, what a beautiful "Peach Blossom Spring" this is!As long as you calm down and look around carefully, you will be happy to leave. Hornet is still smart, lo and behold!It stopped flying, and it was no longer busy looking for a way out. It hid beside the big black bee, like a little yellow dog hiding in the arms of a big black bear.How warm and secure it is!The big black bee is covered with fine down, and I can almost feel the softness. Look!The hornet snuggles up between the six legs of the big black bee as it begins its lunch. The feet of the big black bee are covered with yellow pollen. From the perspective of the little hornet, it should be like six dishes of delicacies.How wonderful!There is so much ready food to be had by snuggling among the dead black bees instead of toiling about among the flowers. Why do you want to be a strong enemy?Why think about death tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?Why bother to think about "righteousness" and "unrighteousness"?The most important thing is to live by yourself. In the evening, I threw in another big ant and fly.I'm completely disappointed in "it".Even the ants and flies, I don't expect them to catch them.Rather, these two "clowns" are my last supper for them, and they are also a satire for them. have eaten!You are trying to live a dog's life, and "the horse eats the chicken early"; if you don't eat it, you can't even handle the most vile kid.You are a poor hero, you can no longer seize power, you can no longer even jump on horseback, and you can't die for a while; I will reward you with an idle job, sit on the bench, and eat for a living! At night, take another look at this guy.The ants are crawling, the flies are flying, and the hornet is lying in the arms of the big black bee, sleeping. "It"'s head rested on a corner of the box, and it couldn't lift it up.