1. The mantis is a beautiful insect. It looks like a slender girl. In the grass under the scorching sun, it looked dignified, with its front paws stretched out to the sky like a human arm, solemn and half erect, in a very sincere and sincere prayer posture.

2. Four years of hard work in the dark, one month of enjoyment in the sunshine, this is the life of the cicada, and we should not dislike the noisy exaggeration in its song. Because it has been digging in the earth for four years, it suddenly wears beautiful clothes, has wings that rival those of flying birds, and is bathed in the warm sunshine. That cymbal's sound can be high enough to sing its joy, so rare and so fleeting.

4. Sure enough, as soon as the larvae of the gray moth emerged from the ground, the red wasp rushed out and grabbed it, and then lay on its back, like a skilled surgeon. Without haste, prick each section of the caterpillar with the thorns. Stab down section by section from front to back, leaving nothing behind. Its skillful movements are reminiscent of a skilled butcher.