People love bees and praise their hard work. Poets also write poems to praise bees, and people also praise honey.
Ants are jealous of bees, and there is a mystery in their hearts: bees leave work early in the morning, and so do we; Bees return to their nests in the dark, and so do we. We do no less or slower than it, but people only praise bees, which is too eccentric!
One day, the queen ant came to Bee City with a group of ants. When he saw the queen bee, he flushed with anger and said, queen bee, why are you often praised? You get off work early and go back to the nest late, but so do we. How can you bees still be praised! Are we all losers in the ant kingdom? The queen bee sighed, shook her head again and said, you are so stupid! Hey! How can you talk like that, old man? Don't think you are the best! The ant king said unconvinced. Hey, why don't you understand that everything we do is for the good of mankind. We leave work early and go back to the nest late because only by collecting more pollen can we brew the most, sweetest and best honey and give it to human beings. Where are you ants? Although you go out as early as we do, what did you do? What's the advantage of humans moving food into your nest all the time? Go back and do something useful to mankind!
The ant king and his little soldiers bowed their heads in shame and went back in pain.
Inspired by the words of the bee king, the ant king led the soldiers to leave early and return late, constantly helping people plow the fields and pick up scattered grains. Soon, ants were also praised by people. Now bees and ants have become inseparable and good friends who help each other.
The bee composition 2
If I become a little bee.
Everyone has his own wishes. For example, some want to be the Monkey King and have the magic of seventy-two changes; Some people want to be Nezha with magical powers. And I, if I can change, I will become a hardworking little bee!
I will do many good things for mankind. For example, helping workers make honey. Then, give it to those in need. The honey we brew is delicious and always praised by people! Whenever someone praises our honey for its sweetness, my heart will be filled with joy. Because it is the result of the hard work of our bees, and the honey we collect can help people cure many diseases. Its main functions are: clearing away heat and toxic materials, moistening dryness and relieving pain. And it can also help girls become beautiful!
I can also help crops, fruit trees, vegetables, herbs, grasses and other plants spread pollen. Let them bloom more beautiful and brilliant flowers; Let them bear more fruits and seeds.
If I can change, I will become a hardworking little bee! Provide more services for mankind and create more wealth for mankind.
The bee composition 3
Once upon a time, a bee who thought she was very capable had a quarrel with the bee colony. He thinks he does more work than anyone else, but he eats little honey. He was very dissatisfied with the work assigned to him, so he left the big family that protected him.
When he walked out of the house happily, he felt very relaxed, as if the flowers in the mountains were blooming for him, the grass sprouted for him, the fruit matured for him, and the young trees grew for him. Everything in his eyes is so beautiful, so beautiful! He danced excitedly among the flowers, as free as a fairy, and thought happily: Hum, now no one can take care of me, and I can enjoy the nectar and play freely. He shouted heartily, Ah! I'm free! I'm free!
The next day, the bees didn't get up until twelve o'clock, much later than before in the bee colony. When he opened his eyes, the flowers in front of him were smiling at him! A large cluster of flower beds is colorful, as if painted with color. How beautiful! Bees run to flowers, smell them here and eat them there. These flowers are delicious, just like perfume. Just as he was very happy, a large group of wasps appeared. Everyone knows that wasps should not be provoked. They stabbed the little bee with scars, which is pitiful! It's getting dark, it's raining cats and dogs and it's still thundering. The little bee dragged its injured body and struggled to hide in the shack. No medicine can cure it, but it must endure the pain. He began to regret leaving the hive and missing his family. Soon, the bees unconsciously fainted to the ground. Just then, his family rushed out to find him and brought him back.
In the morning, the bees wake up slowly and open their eyes. At this moment, the flowers are singing outside the window. Everyone is busy in an orderly way. The bees were moved and vowed that they would never leave you again. We must unite sincerely and build a beautiful home together!
The bee composition 4
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Without me, if you love me, you will be miserable and hate me. Maybe you still have the power of love and the reason to accept being loved and start a new life. Then let you hate me, even at the cost of your life.
I have a playmate named Xiaoyu, who is unhappy all day and doesn't want to be near us. I almost forgot that she used to be a sunny, lively, lovely, warm and friendly girl. I don't know when it started, and I have never seen her open the only window in the room. It's dusty and disrepair. Because of the lack of sunshine, the room is particularly dark and humid. I wonder, does her transformation have anything to do with this window? What is the story here?
Until today, she suddenly told me a bizarre story that can't be completely believed by reason, deciphering her changes over the years. ...
Five years ago, the bamboo forest in front of the window was nearly a piece longer than that outside the window. The golden sunlight penetrated the gap between bamboo leaves, scattered on the small bed by the window, and fell on the red, yellow and purple flowers dotted in the middle of the bamboo forest, which was particularly beautiful. Occasionally, a few birds settle here, and every morning they wake up the light rain in their sleep with sweet songs. Behind the bamboo forest is a breathing stream, and occasionally a few friends play here. This window is like a small world, independent and closely connected with the outside world. Xiaoyu often lies on the window, humming a ditty. In this small world, boundless and unconstrained thoughts roam.
It was a spring and it was raining heavily. Suddenly, a loud cry woke up the light rain that was taking a nap. Xiaoyu opened her eyes wearily. She found a wet little bee trembling at the window. Xiao Yu feels sorry for it. She carefully moved the little bee indoors with a paper towel, sucked up the rain on the little bee, and turned on the small electric stove to warm him slowly.
At the moment, she seems to forget that bees are born to sting people.
When the bee woke up, it didn't hurt Xiaoyu, but stopped at her window.
After the storm, the bee and the rescuer drizzled. To be exact, two different species fell in love. He settled in front of the light rain window and was busy collecting honey around the window every day, making this small world more lively and warm.
I seem to see that an innocent light rain, a sunny smile, a crisp song and the buzzing sound of bees busy picking flowers and honey in front of the window converge into a summer song in this small world, which explains the sweetness of love.
Happy time is like pressing the fast forward button, short and sweet.
In a blink of an eye, February passed, and it was the spring of the year. The weather in this season is like a child's face. It was clear in Wan Li just now, but it was windy and it was going to rain again. Xiaoyu was about to close the window when she found that the little bee still didn't leave. Xiaoyu said, hurry back to the nest, it's going to rain. Little bees can't bear it. Xiaoyu opened the window and continued to make out with Bee. While having fun, the little bee accidentally flew out of the window and was instantly submerged in the storm. Xiaoyu got a fright and ran out of the room. Looking for it all night, the little bee has long since disappeared.
It rained all night, and Xiaoyu began to have a high fever. She was still waiting on pins and needles, expecting the bees who accompanied her to come back in February.
Half a month passed, and it was a quiet noon, when the sun was shining, and the light rain that had just recovered was lying in front of the window waiting for the little bee to fall asleep as usual. At this time, the familiar sound of Weng Weng sounded again, and a little bee circled around the little girl happily. Xiaoyu woke up and recognized the little bee that had been missing for half a month at a glance. Now scarred, tears of love and missing can't stop flowing downwards. Bee, I really want to hug you and kiss me, okay? Xiaoyu reached out her hands, and the bee stopped on her finger and stabbed it hard. The blood rushed up, but the bee flew away at once. Xiao Yu's white hands were instantly red and swollen, and she cried with pain. She had a high fever for another week, and then she was disheartened and depressed.
Sure enough, it is not the same kind, and it is doomed to be hurt. Never opened the window again.
Now Xiaoyu keeps some butterflies in a glass bottle. They are beautiful and harmless. It seems that Xiaoyu has gradually forgotten the harm that the little bee has done, but she can't treat her feelings, including friendship and love, like the little bee.
Later, we didn't know that the life span of bees was only three months until we learned biology in high school. After stabbing people, it will pay the price of life. Previous 1 2 3 Next page