I remember that Wei Hong's family lived in the East Ying Street Laneway where the stone slope went up to the east, three old-fashioned tile houses, the steps were very high, and when I entered the west room of the house, there were silkworms on the kang, and at this time I learned about silkworms. The best food for silkworms is mulberry leaves, but they are not available in our jingping place, and it is difficult to get mulberry leaves. In its place are elm leaves and leafy vegetables, which have tender green leaves, yellow flowers, and milk in the leaves and diameters. After school, I put down my school bag and Ran to the North City Gate with Wei Hong to pluck leaves and vegetables, and at that time, silkworm farming was prevalent, just to play and see, not to engage in economics.
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Silkworm farming is popular every year, and you don't have to spend a penny to get silkworm eggs from your classmates and friends. At first, like a baby, he put the silkworm eggs in the box, covered with a thin layer of cotton, and placed them on the kangtou. The hatching of each silkworm is a surprise. The silkworms that hatched like black ants began to eat tender green elm leaves and leafy vegetables, and the silkworms ate day and night, growing rapidly, especially after molting, it was almost a day. From the beginning of the small black worm, slowly turned gray. After molting the skin a few times, he grew white and fat. The chubby body squirmed on the elm leaves, its mouth slightly raised, greedily eating the elm leaves. After a while, the elm leaves were bitten out of the curved holes by them. At this time, the silkworm has reached adulthood, and the fat round body still keeps nibbling on the elm leaves, and the sound of "rustling" is heard. "What a foodie!" Wei Hong looked at the silkworm and said happily.
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As the silkworm continues to grow, the body begins to glow and turn yellow and begins to spit silk, at the beginning it is four or five silks, slowly more and more, spitting and vomiting, endlessly, as if the silk in the stomach can never play, pull continuously. Eventually the silkworm babies were scaled by the silk that was nothing, and they were conquered by fatigue and slept, and had a long dream, in which they knew that they had made their own cocoons, and they had to bite through themselves! Suddenly, new light was thrown at them, and the sunlight between the clouds stimulated E's eyes, and they fluttered and flew up.
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The life of a silkworm is a struggle, a short one, and it needs to be bitten by itself. In fact, each of us is our own "savior", and the more effort we make in everything, the more we hope for success.