Ants wearing garlands
Text/Shi Dian Zhong
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In an ancient place, there lived a group of kind people who traveled by horseback or by horse-drawn carriage, and horses were so important to the lives of the people here that people revered horses. To this end, the annual horse racing festival is held, and the winning horses wear beautiful garlands and harvest some good feed.
It's another year of horse racing season. Zhang San's horse won the runner-up last year, Zhang San was very happy, very proud of a sense of honor and glory, Zhang San carefully took care of his family's horse, feeding the time, the material is also large, and the physique is stronger than last year.
An ant lives in a horse pen, eats the horse's leftover fine feed every day, and gradually becomes stronger.
One day, it thought, "I can win the championship with the strength of my ants, and I want to compete with them!" I raced with all the horses and enjoyed the glory of wearing a garland. ”
The time for horse racing was approaching day by day, and the ant heard that it was going to race the next day. In the night, the ant quietly crawled on the horse's body, crawling and crawling, it exerted all its strength, and sometimes the bones of the climb were broken, and at the thought of the cheers of the crowd, the beautiful garland, it continued to move forward.
It was almost dawn, and the ants finally climbed on the horse's head. Zhang San got up early, fed the horse carefully prepared feed, combed the horse's hair, and the ants were almost combed down, thanks to the deep hiding in the horse's mane. Lucky ants and horses wandered around the yard a few times, packed up everything, and headed for the racecourse.
On the racecourse, the horses roared and the people roared.
At the beginning of the race, the energetic horses lined up in a long line, and the owners who sat upright immediately had a glint of joy in their eyes.
A gong sound of "boring". The horse galloped out like a sword off the string.
The ant could only hear the wind whizzing in its ears, but it frightened it, closed its eyes, and grabbed the horse's mane deadly, letting the horse run.
I don't know how long it took, but it was another "boring" gong.
After a while, the ant felt something above its head overwhelm it, and it was almost breathless, and it climbed hard. "Ah, the garland! I am the champion. The ants shouted loudly.
The horse walked in the racecourse surrounded by everyone. The cheers, applause, and celebrations of the people pounced on the champion horse.
The ant stood up, raised its hands high, greeted everyone passionately, and shook the only two tentacles on its head, and it was touched by everyone's actions.
"I succeeded, I ran faster than any horse, as the garland proves."
"Thank you, thank you!" The ants responded politely.
Night fell, and the hut came to congratulate the people and drink together to show their congratulations. Outside, calm was restored, and some fresh feed was added to the manger.
After a busy day, the ants fell asleep hazy.
In the dream, it saw the elder walking toward it with a "garland" in his hand, lowering his head, putting it on with his own hands, and handing over a bouquet of flowers, and the ants holding up the flowers and shaking and shaking to the people around them, what a glorious moment.
"Garland, my garland."
The dream goes on...
【About the Author】Shi Dianzhong, male. Born in 1972. Teacher of Paradise Primary School in Dongchangfu District.