是时候啦!黑昆虫游荡够了,停止散步,回去细心修补他乱七八糟的领地。首先,他耙平狭小的沙子通道。他锯下细屑,洒到住地入口处。他挫倒那株专给他添麻烦的大草根。他休息了。然后,他给他的微型手表上发条。他完事了吗?表打碎了吗?他又歇了一会。他回到屋里,关上门。他用钥匙在精致的锁里长时间转圈。他又在倾听:外面没有一点不安的声音。但他还是不放心。他好像抓着一根小链条一直下到大地深处,装链条的滑轮刺耳地响着。 The time is right! The Black Insects roam enough, stop for a walk, go back and carefully fix his messy territory. First, he raked the narrow sand passage. He saw the dust and spilled it to the entrance to the place of residence. He threw down the big grass that had troubled him. He is resting. Then he gave his miniature watch a clockwork. Did he finish the job? Did the watch break? He paused for a while. He returned to the house and closed the door. He circled through the delicate lock for a long time with the key. He was listening again: There was no sound of uneasiness outside. But he still do not worry. He seemed to cling to a small chain down to the depths of the earth, with the chain’s pulley rattling.