If you want to ask, what is Australia rich in? My answer will definitely surprise you: "There are a lot of flies!"

But don't be nervous, most of the flies here are fruit flies, which have no bacteria and can spread pollen, so no one in Australia regards flies as " To eliminate the "four evils", the most you can do is wave your hand (or wave or shake your hand) when they throw their faces and "kiss" you on the mouth. As soon as I set foot on Australian soil, an enthusiastic Chinese friend told me with a smile: "When you are walking on the road and you see someone waving to you from a distance, don't be too sentimental. They are actually chasing away flies..." Australians don't open their mouths very much when speaking English. It is said that this is also related to flies, because if the mouth is opened wide, flies will fly into the mouth.

It's all a joke, but when we moved from Balmatta, a town in western Sydney, to Rossloe, we had to wave even if we didn't want to. The reason is very simple - this is a mountainous area with many trees, flowers and flies. There are naturally many of them, not to mention "blocking out the sky", at least they are "gathering in groups". It's okay to "hide" at home, but if you go out on foot or go for a walk in the nearby forest, you have to endure the "buzzing" bombardment of flies.

That day, I went to the forest to dig up wild honeysuckle. When I returned, I found a "Qilixiang" plant rarely seen in China by the stream. I was so excited that I rushed to it with a hundred meters. We rushed over at a very fast speed, but unexpectedly annoyed the flies that were collecting nectar. They put aside the fragrant "Qilixiang" and turned to "attack" us - although they did not sting like bees, they still hummed and sang. The unrelenting entanglement of, around, around, chasing, and chasing is also very annoying. Even more annoying is that the more you wave, the more they gather, as if you have nectar on your hands. After driving and driving home, I discovered that my right hand was injured by a thornberry when I was looking at "Qili Xiang", and flies started to dance when they smelled the "fishy smell".

Usually, as long as you remember to close the door when entering and exiting, and do not open the windows without screens, flies will generally not be able to enter the house. One weekend, we hired a group of Fijians to cut down the big dead tree behind the house that two people hugged each other. The other party wanted water, convenience, etc. The door could not be completely closed, and flies slipped in through the cracks in the door. When they had wandered enough and wanted to fly out, they would hit the floor-to-ceiling glass doors and windows, threatening to stop until they hit the south wall. I was really impatient to hear the humming tune, so I opened the door and chased them out. Unexpectedly, the more I chased them away, the less they flew away, and they simply hummed more happily. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I slapped... Just as I was slapping vigorously, I suddenly saw the neighbor's old lady waving outside the garden, "She's chasing flies away too?" So she pretended not to see it; who knows, she waved even more happily, " Is she saying hello to me?" Then she raised her sticky hands (the flies' bellies were full of nectar) and said, "Hello!" Unexpectedly, she turned a blind eye and walked towards our house waving her hands: "Goodbye! Fight flies, they are beneficial insects!"

One night I turned on the TV and saw Prime Minister Howard and his staff participating in a charity event outdoors. A fly cannot recognize the dignity of a person, so it dared to fly onto the head above tens of millions of people, so Premier Huo had to wave while delivering a speech to prevent the fly from choking on his thoughts. The Australian reporter was also interesting. Not only did he amplify the "buzzing" sound, but he also fixed the rather impatient wave, seeming to convey a message to the public: Look, the Prime Minister is just an old man next door...