Grass bug village PPT download

"Grass village" text content:
Today, I lay in the field, in the infinite quiet, forget the world, but also forget their own.

I look to follow the crawling insects, made a strange tour.

The space was enlarged in my eyes, and the small grass stems became thick forests. A small insect, a born black armor, lost in this forest. I think it must be a ranger! You see it though lost the way, still proudly forward. It is constantly left and right hit, and finally out of a road. I watched with the pace of it, it walked, walked along the way encountered a lot of companions, greeting each other. I really want to talk with them, but unfortunately I do not understand their language.

Their villages are scattered on the hillside of the forest. Here, a lot of black beetle villagers, bustling exchanges. The heroic black beetle went into the village. I saw in the middle of many similar insects, a petite from the hole ran out to meet the far away. They are meaningful for a long time, and then happily walked back to the cave.

I can see the grass in the village which is the street, which is the alley. In the streets, the colorful small round worms, lightly dressed in color clothing. In the middle of these stout black beetles, they are like the girls of the South, how many insects are staring at. Lizards in front of a group of black beetles, cast a curious look at this monster. They are friendly to communicate, as if the conversation is very speculative like. Look Oh! The lizard seemed to forget the fatigue of the journey, carrying a few black beetles and visiting the houses of distant relatives.

My eyes are attracted to a group of musicians, almost a dozen of them, scattered in the two trees below - this is two clusters of wild shrubs, purple small fruit, has been soaked sunshine ripening The. Beetle musicians are concentrating on the wings, beautiful phonology, like the spirit of the general flow out. At this point, I think their music is superior to all the music of the world, this is only the insects can play out!

My eyes along the secluded path to explore, I see the "villagers" labor life. They do not know where a team from where, must be far away from the place, right? Now they return, each with a forelimb pushing more than two or three times the body of food, hurry to catch the road color. What is the power that makes them so diligently bustling?

I am completely confused, in the small insects in mind, how much wisdom? I see the climbers waiting to observe the weather; engineers are busy building design ... ... a variety of different work, have specialized insects served.

I have seen many many ...

I swam for a long afternoon, until the sunset kissed the Western Hills when the red birds do not call my mind back. I found the happy terry of the small insects in the grass. How am I so proud of it!

I am willing to take your hand and go for a walk in the village of the grass