The theme song of the 1988 Seoul Olympic Games "Hand in Hand" was composed by Morricone, a professor at the Milan Conservatory of Music in Italy and a famous composer, and the lyrics were written by American lyricist White Locke. It should be the most widely circulated Olympic song. At the beginning, the Seoul Organizing Committee entrusted the then "PolyGram" record company to be responsible for the production of the theme song, but the requirement was that the song should be sung by the most famous group in South Korea at the time, "Korea", and, in Before the opening of the Seoul Olympics, this song will be sung all over the world. Subsequently, "Hand in Hand", composed by Italian electronic music master Morico and written by American White Locke, was released. What is very interesting is that the author very cleverly added a line of lyrics from the Korean folk song "Arirang" into "Hand in Hand". This song became popular all over the world around the time of the Seoul Olympics. It is extremely impressive and unforgettable. "Hand in hand, heart to heart, national unity makes one family" composition, no less than 400 words

"National unity" will always be in the heart. The nation is an important factor in creating the world. What belongs to the nation belongs to the world. Only the nation belongs to the world. Improving ethnic unity One thing happened to me, which made me change my view of ethnic people. From hating ethnic people, I became particularly concerned about ethnic people, and it made me understand the enthusiasm of ethnic people.

When I was in second grade, Tacheng City’s No. 7 Primary School merged with our city’s No. 1 School. At that time, our teaching building was in No. 7 School. I particularly hated dealing with such ethnic people, and I didn’t even want to interact with them. **I was in a school because there were some ethnic students who liked to bully us, the children in the lower grades, and teased us in Kazakh language that we didn’t understand.

So whenever a senior ethnic classmate bullied me, I would take advantage of my first-grade classmates and beat them until they cried bitterly. But once, I changed. I have really changed.

One day, after school, it started to rain heavily. I forgot to bring an umbrella, and said regretfully: "Why am I so stupid! I didn't even bring an umbrella."

"So I sat on the stairs, hoping that after the heavy rain stopped, I would go out again. Unexpectedly, the rain became heavier and heavier. I thought: "This is over. What if the rain doesn't stop? Am I still going to stay here for one night? "I thought that this was not possible, so I stood up and walked straight to the door. I looked up and saw lightning and thunder in the sky. Then I looked at the rain, which seemed like the Milky Way. The water fell to the ground, and the water fell to the ground, making a pattering sound. While I was running, my feet slipped and I fell heavily to the ground. The rain was still pattering. The rain became heavier and hit me hard. The head makes me complain endlessly.

Suddenly, I felt that it was not raining anymore. I looked up and saw a Kazakh elder sister reaching out to me and saying, "Kid, does it hurt from the fall? Get up quickly and be careful not to catch a cold.

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"I took the hand of this beautiful elder sister and stood up. This Kazakh elder sister is so beautiful! She had a pair of big watery eyes, a small cherry-like mouth, and slender braids, which fascinated me for a moment. She said: "It's raining so hard and you didn't bring an umbrella. Let me take you home." .

"I said: "Thank you, big sister.

"You're welcome, nations should help each other.

"This elder. My sister said to me with a smile. At this time, I felt that the rain had become lighter.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the door of my house, and I said: "Goodbye, sister, thank you.

"You're welcome, bye.

"My There was only one belief in my heart at this time: "Ethnic groups should help each other." From then on, I became fond of helping ethnic classmates, because I took this big sister as an example.

Wang Jie once said this: "A pile of sand is loose, but after it is mixed with cement, water and sand, it is tougher than granite.

The sand in the sentence refers to the Han people, and the cement, stones, and water refer to other ethnic groups. If we are divided, other countries will take advantage of it and will surely lead us to destruction. If we are determined Heart to heart, heart to heart, we are not afraid of powerful enemies. Let us, the people and the Han family, love each other like this forever! Just make some slight changes to the characters and events above! Hope to adopt! ... A 400-word composition on the first unit of Chinese language in the second volume of fifth grade "Hand in Hand"

Li Liqin, I am Jia'er, and I study at the Central Primary School of Hongmei Town, Dongguan City, Guangdong Province. I am now 11 years old. I am in fifth grade. I like reading and am a girl with quite a talent for languages. Our school has many sports equipment, such as badminton, horizontal bar, etc. After class, the playground is very lively! Our classrooms are spacious and bright; the school also has libraries, computer rooms and other multimedia classrooms. We thrive in this beautiful campus. Maybe you are surprised by my letter because you don’t know me yet, but I am very grateful to you. I already have some understanding. I know that because your family’s income is meager, you were forced to drop out of school. It is understood that you performed very well in school and studied seriously. When we found out that you were 12 years old and only in the first grade, we all I'm shocked. Due to various reasons, you missed the opportunity to study. Your learning environment is terrible. Compared with our teaching environment, which is superior, I am very sad. We eat well and live well, but you live in a mud brick house. ; We have many toys, but you can't even pay the tuition, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. Classmate Li Liqin, your life and study are so difficult, I really want to help you. What do you need? tuition fee? Or what about school supplies? If you need anything, just tell me and I will do my best to help you. As the saying goes: "When one party is in trouble, there is support from all sides." Let's hold hands and become true friends! Let us young people in the 21st century become the pillars of the motherland, contribute to the motherland, and make the motherland more prosperous! Your friend Jiaer's composition on February 29, 2013, hand in hand, heart to heart, national unity and family family

Expand all composition of primary school students holding hands (1): A letter to a friend holding hands Du Classmate Haoming: Hello! I met you by chance during the Shanghai World Expo tour group last summer.

During this winter vacation, I would like to invite you to my hometown as a guest.

My hometown is Shaobo. The lobsters there are famous both at home and abroad. They will definitely make you hang down.

As soon as you arrive at Shaobo, you can smell the strong fragrance.

You must ask: What is so fragrant? Let me tell you, that is the specialty lobster of our hometown.

You go to the restaurant and sit down. After a while, lobsters that look like flaming mountains appear in front of your eyes, with their mighty pincers pointing at you, as if they are declaring war on you.

You will definitely be eager to try one. As the saying goes: You can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Note: It will be hot! Peel off the shell and take a bite. The taste will definitely make you admire it and you won't be able to put it down.

The more you eat, the more you love to eat, and the more you eat, the more you want to eat.

Shaobo has a world-famous tourist destination, Shaobo Lake.

The trees there are lush and leafy, the lake is crystal clear, and the fish in the water live freely, some are playing hide-and-seek, and some are swimming in competitions. There are colorful fish growing on the green lawn. flower.

Looking far into the distance, it looks like countless beautiful gems inlaid in green ribbons.

After listening to my introduction, you must be tempted, right? bring it on.

Please come to my hometown, my hometown and I welcome you with open arms! By the way, there are lobster brothers waiting for you! I wish you a happy life, and remember, you must come to my hometown sometimes! Your good friend: Xu Zeyu Composition for primary school students holding hands on October 20, 2017 (2): A letter to a friend holding hands Dear Chang Mengxuan: Hello! Long time no see, how are you? Autumn is here again in a blink of an eye, and I want to invite you to visit my hometown.

Please let me introduce to you the autumn scenery of my hometown! Autumn is here, and when you are in the fields, the air is crisp and clear.

The sky is blue and blue, with a few white clouds floating in the sky.

It makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The grove in autumn is beautiful and charming.

There is a crystal clear river in the forest, which looks like a ribbon lying quietly in the embrace of the earth.

A group of small fish swam over quietly, and ripples suddenly appeared on the water.

The mother duck brought her daughter to join in the fun, and the water suddenly became lively.

The harvest fields are the most beautiful scenery in autumn: the sorghum raises its fiery red face, and the heavy ears of grain fly and sway in the wind, as if to greet the hardworking people; the ripe fruits are exuding bursts of fragrance. of fragrance.

The apples are red, the grapes are like strings of crystal clear pearls, the yellow oranges are bright and delicious, like lanterns in the festival, and the green and yellow grass covers the hillside.

Colorful wild flowers dotted the area, attracting butterfly girls to fly to collect nectar. In our autumn, there is no heat in summer, no cold in winter, but only the beauty of spring and the unrestrainedness of summer.

How about it, listen to my introduction above, you must be tempted! Then come to my hometown as a guest as soon as possible! I wish you progress in your studies.

Your friend Haiting’s composition for primary school students holding hands on October 20 (3): A letter to a friend holding hands [400] Tiantian: Hello! We said goodbye to Qinhuangdao the year before last, and we haven’t seen each other for more than four years.

Where do you want to go during summer vacation next year? Come to my hometown. My hometown is a beautiful county called Fengqiu.

My hometown has many beautiful places and scenery.

For example: Chenqiaoyi, Ancient Huangchi, etc. The most beautiful one is Qinglong Lake.

The rippling blue Qinglong Lake is separated from the Yellow River by a dike and is a natural lake.

Because the water is dark and clear, long and narrow from north to south, like a giant dragon, it is called Qinglong Lake.

Every spring and summer, the reeds are green and the lake is clear.

The picturesque scenery attracts flocks of waterbirds and wild ducks, adding vitality to the lake.

The wetlands surrounding the lake shore make the air there even fresher.

My hometown also has many specialties, the most famous of which are pomegranate and honeysuckle.

The pomegranates in my hometown are not only oversized but also brightly colored.

Each grain is like a ruby, crystal clear, juicy and refreshing, sweet and pleasant.

As early as the Qing Dynasty, it was presented as a tribute to the court! The precious traditional Chinese medicine honeysuckle is also a specialty of my hometown.

The turn of spring and summer is the season for picking honeysuckle.

Tufts of fluffy, green and unopened buds are the best.

So people rush to pick the flowers before they bloom.

Honeysuckle can be used as tea or as medicine. It has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying. It is added to our commonly used cold medicines.

Regular drinking of honeysuckle tea can not only clear away heat and detoxify, but also promotes blood circulation and unblocks collaterals, and can also beautify your skin! You must be tempted after listening to my introduction. My hometown is so beautiful, it must make you fascinated! Come quickly, my hometown and I welcome you with open arms! I wish you a happy life and better studies. Your good friend Qi Ke October 27, 2017 Composition 300 of big hands holding small hands

Expand all Big hands "holding" small hands In life, we often see The child stretches out his little hand and staggers towards his relatives. The relatives immediately hold him enthusiastically, with a pair of big hands holding a pair of small hands.

Big hands represent responsibility, small hands represent expectations.

They hold those young hands and let the children take brave steps step by step. The same is true for kindergarten teachers.

There is a child in our class who is the happiest every time he draws. When the teacher explains and demonstrates, his ears stand up like a rabbit. When he is asked to draw by himself, he does not dare to draw and always has to draw. Others help.

One time, everyone was drawing eggs, but he frowned, pouted his mouth, and tapped the small chair with his pen.

I went over and asked him in a low voice why he didn’t draw, but he used to say that I can’t.

I held his hand and drew one, and then let him draw again. One, but his lips were pouted even higher.

I deliberately didn’t look at him. In order to attract the teacher’s attention, he stepped on the floor with his feet. Seeing that I ignored him, he pushed the table again. I didn’t expect that he would be so willful despite his strong dependence. , I asked him to pull the table back very seriously and said, "I always helped you before because you were young, but now you have grown up.

You can't wait for others to do what you can do. Help you..." This time, he didn't lose his temper and finally drew the egg with the help of the teacher.

It can be seen that the method to make children willing to do things is not limited to the teacher's positive preaching. It can stimulate their strong desire and make them change from passive to active, and the teaching effect will be better.

There will be twists and turns in the growth of a child.

After all, they have to walk the road by themselves. Slowly let go of the "big hand" and let them learn to use their own eyes to see into the mysteries of the world and use their own minds to analyze things that have no answers in advance. Difficulties, use your own feet to measure the road of life.

It can be seen that preschool teachers not only need to give them knowledge and skills, but more importantly, cultivate their emotions, attitudes, abilities and creative spirit, so that pairs of small hands no longer rely on big hands as soon as possible.

The big hand holds the small hand in order for the big hand to let the small hand go.

... A letter to the children far away, a 400-word hand-in-hand activity composition

When you see this letter, you will definitely guess: Huh? Who is this letter writer? Let me introduce myself below! My name is Yu Jiatong, and I am in sixth grade at the Primary School Affiliated to the Mountain Normal University.

As for me, I am an optimistic and happy little girl. However, I don’t like to talk much and I belong to the quiet type.

I hope we can get to know each other and communicate with each other through letters, okay? I read in the newspaper that your living conditions are very poor. A family of seven or eight people live in a house of more than 20 square meters without any complaints; while our family of three lives in a large house of nearly 200 square meters. You still complain that the house is too small, you are really hardworking! I also know that in your area, some children cannot afford to pay tuition fees and can only study at home.

Work during the day and study at night.

You are so eager to learn! I want to carry out a hand-in-hand activity. I want to donate some books, clothes, etc. to you mountain children. Although it is insignificant, it is my heart.

If you have time, you must come to my hometown - the beautiful spring city of Jinan. Jinan is so beautiful that it is known as the "Land of Springs".

While writing this letter, I was imagining that we would go boating on Daming Lake, go to Baotu Spring to see the springs, and go to Qianfo Mountain to pick flowers... What a happy moment this is! I'm waiting for you to come! Don't forget me! Yu Jiatong is waiting for your reply.

A 400 to 500-word composition about learning and progressing happily every day and caring for each other

Expand all Speaking of caring, it reminds me of a story; an old woman went to the store, and a man walking in front of her A young lady pushed open the heavy door and waited until she was inside before letting go.

When the old lady thanked her, the lady said to the old lady: "My mother is about the same age as you. I just hope that when she encounters this kind of thing, someone will open the door for her.

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“An aunt fell ill and went to the hospital for infusion.

The young nurse gave her two needles but they did not penetrate into the blood vessels. She saw green bumps appearing at the needle holes.

When she was in pain, she was about to complain, but she looked up and saw dense beads of sweat on the little nurse’s forehead. At that moment, she suddenly thought of her daughter, so the aunt comforted the little nurse and said : "It doesn't matter, try it again!" The third shot was indeed successful.

The little nurse finally sighed and said repeatedly: "Auntie, I'm sorry.

I really thank you for letting me get three injections.

I I'm here for an internship. This is my first time giving a needle to a patient. I'm so nervous. If it weren't for your encouragement, I wouldn't have dared to give you a needle.

"The aunt told the young nurse that she also had one. Her daughter, who is about the same age as her, is studying at a medical university. She will also have her first patient. She hopes that her daughter will also receive tolerance and encouragement from the patient for her first acupuncture.

If we have more empathy in life, we will have respect for the elderly and love for the children, which will make people more tolerant and understanding, and less careless. and suspicion.

Yes! Learn how to care by comparing our hearts to our own. We all love our loved ones, and we also hope that our loved ones will receive care when they are in difficulty.

We are not the only ones who love our loved ones, the feelings between people are also deep.

They also love their parents and family.

But if people just want themselves and their families to be cared for when they are in trouble, but they don’t care for others, if people think this way, how can they care for others? We can't just expect others to care and not care for others when they are in trouble.

Only if I am for everyone can everyone be for me.

We should learn to care. When others encounter confusion, we hope that our care will flow into their hearts like water.

We all had a wonderful childhood, and we will also have gray-haired old age.

Do you want to be like when you were a child, even if you fell down, you would sit there crying and no one would care about you? Don’t you wish you had someone to help you cross the street when you were gray-haired and could barely walk? Civilization is maintained by everyone, not by individuals.

Isn’t there a song? As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world.

Dear friends, don’t be stingy with your love.

Give your love and let us go hand in hand towards a better tomorrow. I believe that in the world of love, there are you, me, and her (him).

... With the theme of hand in hand, heart to heart, national unity and family, about 400 words, no restriction on style.

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"Fifty-six constellations, fifty-six flowers, fifty-six brothers and sisters are one family.

Fifty-six The two languages ??are combined into one sentence: 'Love me China!'..." This song must be familiar to everyone.

This song strongly expresses the emotion of "love my China" and the spirit of unity among the fifty-six ethnic groups.

Before the founding of New China, some ethnic minority areas in our country even practiced the system of slavery and feudal lordship.

Brothers and sisters from ethnic minorities are exploited and raped, and some do not even have independent personal rights. They are often beaten and bullied, without any equality or dignity at all.

After the founding of New China, ethnic minorities truly took charge and had rights.

Later, with the support and help of the state, the lives of ethnic minorities became more and more prosperous.

Education and culture have also made new leaps.

The nation is blooming with unity and truly achieves the "three inseparables": the Han people cannot do without the ethnic minorities, the ethnic minorities cannot do without the Han people, and the ethnic minorities cannot do without each other.

14:28 pm on May 12, 2008 is a moment that every Chinese will never forget.

The 8.0-magnitude earthquake in Wenchuan, Sichuan may have been unexpected and cannot be undone.

However, the fearlessness after the disaster and the unity of fifty-six ethnic groups allowed us to see the cohesion and promotion of the national spirit.

The whole of China is permeated with the spirit of unity and sharing weal and woe.

That moment truly reflected the spirit and power of unity of the Chinese nation.

The President and Prime Minister appeared on the front line of disaster relief; the people's soldiers descended from the sky and fought hard to resist the earthquake, once again continuing the peaceful times of peace between the military and the people; the holy angels in white were on the front line of the earthquake. Busy figure, saving lives and healing the wounded.

From the elderly to children, from white-collar workers to farmers, from laid-off workers to entrepreneurs, from able-bodied people to disabled people, they are all doing their best to contribute to the disaster area. Everyone is doing their best. Thinking about this, "What else can I do for the disaster area?"

There is a long line of blood donation teams, and the blood is flowing with the kinship of the Chinese people, whose blood is thicker than water. All men, women, old and young in China are brothers and sisters at this moment.

The love and enthusiasm of the Chinese people are unprecedented and touching.

It is the national spirit of constant self-improvement that inspires us Chinese people to perform such earth-shattering and astounding feats.

We will never forget that hundreds of millions of people raised their arms and shouted: "Long live the motherland!" "Come on, China!" "Come on, Sichuan!" That powerful cry, this cry from the heart , resounding through the sky.

People are connected to each other, breathing together, fighting for their destiny, and their resolute faces best explain what it means to be united as one; what is real hope and real strength; what is it? It's called heart to heart, breathing together, and achieving destiny! Yes, we in China are united and invincible.

We want the whole world to know.

We want this ancient nation to shine its brightest light forever! ... Maternal Love Essay for Grade 5, 400 words

Expand all The love of parents is the greatest love in the world. Since we were born and came to this world, our parents have begun to love us until forever.

Parents’ love is an innate love for their children, a natural love.

It is like rain falling from the sky, so abundant that no one can control it.

The greatest, oldest, most primitive, greatest and most wonderful force that can maintain life is the love of our parents for us.

The ancients said: "The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes are on the body of a wanderer.

There is a tight seam before departure, and I am afraid that I will be late in returning.

Who can say that the heart is in the grass? , Reward three rays of spring.

"Mother's love is like the bright sunshine in spring, bringing me warmth and light; mother's love is like a stable and calm hand in the strong wind. The big umbrella protects me from the wind and rain; my mother's love always helps me and gives me motivation when I am in trouble.

That silky and continuous love has become my strong backing, making me no longer feel empty every moment.

Father's love is profound and informal.

My father's love always gives me the right guidance when I make mistakes; my father's love always gives me the right guidance when I encounter difficulties... If we say, mother's love As deep as water, then, father's love is as thick as a mountain.

Speaking of my parents, I feel infinite gratitude in my heart.

My parents worked hard for my growth. How should I repay this kindness? Since I was a child, my parents have taught me how to do things and how to behave.

They told me about the 25,000-mile Long March, about Mao Zedong and Zhou Enlai, about Lei Feng and about Dong Cunrui’s bombing of the bunker... They told me that I should be cautious in doing things and treat people well. You must be sincere, you must not lie, you must learn to be tolerant, you must learn to respect the old and care for the young, you must know how to repay kindness, and know how to accept no reward without merit... What is the purpose of all this? In the past, I always naively believed that it was natural for parents to take care of their children.

Looking back now, what a great spirit this is. Sometimes, I always wonder what kind of power is driving them. I don’t understand it, but maybe this It is a kind of responsibility, a kind of love for children, whether it is selfless or loving, but there is no doubt that: they are indeed very good to us and take good care of us.

Take every day for example! Every morning, my mother makes breakfast for me, every noon, she makes lunch for me, and every night, she cooks dinner for me, but every time she eats, she is still working.

When I was studying in the evening, my father came to tutor me again and taught me to be serious about every question and not to be careless. My parents educate me every day.

Every day like this constitutes our happiness. Every day like this is ordinary and extraordinary. Every day is a small thing, some is a big thing. Facing the parents' I should turn my gratitude into practical actions of filial piety for this kindness. Let us all love and care for our parents! Parental Love In this world, who has not been bathed in the love of parents, and who has not experienced the care of parents? I also have a father and mother who think about me and care about me all the time.

My father can best be described as a "strict father".

He has very strict requirements on my study and life.

He set a schedule for me and urged me to complete my homework seriously.

In addition, my father often lets me read some extracurricular books to let me understand scientific knowledge beyond textbooks.

My play time has also been greatly reduced.

Sometimes, other parents ask me: "Is your father strict with you?" The naive me nodded vigorously to show that "very, very strict, not ordinary strict!" Now, whenever Every time I faced the good rankings of first and second in the class after taking an exam, I gradually understood that my father did all this for my own good.

For this, I am really grateful to him! My mother is a typical "loving mother".

She is very concerned about my food and clothing, and always takes great care of me.

In order to let me eat well, she racked her brains to make some delicious food to satisfy my craving.

Every weekend, without taking a break, she would start washing the dirty clothes I changed, and put the clean clothes next to my bed the next morning.

Especially when I am sick, my mother is pouring water, delivering medicine, and getting up in the middle of the night to see if my quilt is well covered... Although my parents and I are in two countries now, , when I saw the words "How about studying?" in their letters, and heard the familiar and gentle tone of "Remember to wear more clothes" on the phone, I immediately felt their care for me. Care and love.

Indeed, parents' love is like air, invisible and intangible, but I can feel its existence all the time.

Parents’ Love Everyone has parents, but they may not necessarily dedicate all their love to us.

But my parents gave me all their enthusiasm and love, so I love them very much.

I was born into this lovely and beautiful world at 4:35 in the morning on March 7, 1994.

My parents were very happy at that time.

Later, my parents began to educate me and teach me how to behave. Those kind and gentle words made me feel like I had entered a mysterious fairyland.

Later, my father began to teach me to write. He was very strict with me and would beat me if I failed.

So, I was slapped more than a dozen times that day, and my face was red and swollen from my father’s slaps.

In my eyes, it is an infinite father's love.

Some parents have never given their children true love.

Dad asking me to recite compositions is also a kind of love.

When I don’t want to memorize or am worried about not having time to memorize the composition, I am afraid of seeing my dad’s familiar smiling face and feel that I am shameless to face him.

Why is it a kind of love that my father asks me to memorize compositions? Because he hoped that I would memorize the composition, improve my composition level, and be admitted to Yiwu No. 1 Middle School, then to Peking University and other higher education institutions, and finally find a good job.

Although my grades are not very good, I will still study hard.

I want to turn my parents' love into motivation, and turn their love into a magic weapon for me to study hard.

Let dad and mom’s dreams of their children become a reality.

My love for my parents is beyond words.

Maternal Love "The sun in the sky, maternal love on earth."

The first emotion a person can experience after birth is maternal love. Although we have no memory at that time, we have an instinctive attachment to our mother.

The sweetest word and the most beautiful cry that can be uttered by human lips is "Mom".

This is a simple...

Expand all I like ants. Not only do I like their hard-working and simple character, but I also admire their spirit of helping each other and marching forward bravely in times of crisis.

I remember one time, a few ants were crawling hurriedly on the wall.

I suddenly got angry, poured water from a tea cup, and poured it on the ants. They were frightened and ran away.

I flooded them with water again, and they were all wrapped in water drops of different sizes.

Although the tenacious little ants were trapped in the water, they still did not give up the opportunity to escape.

They spread their little legs thinner than needles and tried their best to crawl towards dry places, but it was too late. The water droplets as big as beans stuck to them like glue, making it difficult for them to move.

At this juncture, I saw them huddled together, holding hands, fighting bravely, and finally broke out of the encirclement. Exhausted, they lay back to back, motivating each other.

After a while, the long queue formed again.

Their team walked towards the leftover cake crumbs eaten by the mice. Then, the cake crumbs as big as broad beans disappeared. I moved the cake crumbs to another place. Not to be outdone, the ants immediately Food was found.

At this time, a group of ants came over, and the cake crumbs immediately disappeared from my eyes.

I looked at this group of ants and sighed. It is true that ants as big as rice grains are sometimes stronger than some people.

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