There are many good sentences in "The Book of Insects", such as "It has a pectoral wing under its chest, which shines in the sun, like a shining silver cuirass worn on the chest of a mighty general", this sentence vividly describes the wings of insects, so that people can imagine how they shine in the sun;And "when it approaches the ditch, of course it notices this gratifying thing, and rushes over to fetch this precious bit of dirt from the water's edge", which shows the survival wisdom of insects by describing their thirst for water and soil.
The savage water beetle continued to tear the small sheath **, until it knew that it had already lost the food it wanted and was deceived by the stone silkworm, which showed a look of annoyance and frustration, and it was infinitely nostalgic and helpless to drop the empty sheath and go elsewhere to forage for food.
However, the stone silkworm is not a very good swimmer, and its movements of turning or turning look clumsy. This is because it only relies on the part of its body that sticks out of its sheath as a rudder and oar, and when it has enjoyed enough sunlight, it retracts into its front body, expells air, and gradually sinks downward.
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.
The common cicada likes to lay its eggs on dry twigs, and it chooses the smallest twigs, which are mostly between dead grass and pencils.
Four years of dark labor, a month of pleasure in the sun, this is the life of the cicada, and we should not be disgusted with the noisy and pompous in its song.
From the outside, it is clear that there is a finished bee egg, a larva, and a little honey - this is all the wealth of this little insect.
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 beetle that fully grows into a beetle.
Sometimes, a thief flies down from above and knocks the owner of the ball down. Then it crouched on the ball on its own, its front legs close to its chest, waiting for the robbery to happen, ready to be a brave duelist.
With a few shakes, the nest of the bee was just beginning to take shape, and it was at this time, in such a short period of time, that its hive was already the size of an acorn, which was really unexpected.
Of course, if you want to be enthusiastic about "committing"**, then the only way to do this is to shrink the internal organs to house the instrument.
When the poor locust moved to the point where the praying mantis could touch it, the mantis unceremoniously and mercilessly immediately used its **, hitting the poor worm hard with its powerful "palm", and then pressing it hard with those two saws.
The cicadas have been "living next to each other" for 15 years now, and every summer for almost two months, "they never leave my sight, and their songs do not leave my ears".
Then, it performs a strange kind of gymnastics, with its body rising in the air, only a little fixed on the old skin, flipping the body so that the head is downward, and the patterned wings are stretched outwards and "strively" opened.
In a moment, it will be eaten. If no one teaches it, it will do it, like its predecessors, to make a ball of food, and also to dig a storehouse, to store food, and without learning at all, it will do its job completely.
In fact, its "initiative" is almost like that of a miner or a railway engineer. Miners supported the tunnels with pillars, and railway engineers used brick walls to make the tunnels strong.
The praying mantis is a beautiful insect that resembles a slender maiden. In the grass of the scorching sun, it was solemn and half-erect, its front paws stretched out to the sky like human arms, and it was in a very sincere posture of prayer.