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几年前的一天,我在山上干活。中午,我坐在一根圆木上,准备就着迷人的风景享用午餐。眼前的两条小溪汇合到一处,形成了一个清澈透明的水潭,又沿着树木丛生的峡谷奔泻而去。我心情愉快,但一只“嗡嗡嗡”哼着小曲的蜜蜂干扰了我的兴致,我挥了挥手把它赶走了。可这只讨厌的蜜蜂没有乖乖离开,它又围着我“嗡嗡嗡”地转了起来。我忍不住了,一抬手把蜜蜂打落在地,接着踏上一脚,把它踩进沙土里。过了一会儿,我发现脚旁的沙土慢慢松动、裂开,接着,那只蜜蜂钻了出
A few years ago, I was working in the mountains. At noon, I sat on a log, ready to enjoy lunch in a charming landscape. In front of two streams converge to form a clear and transparent pool, but also along the forested canyons ran down. I was in a good mood, but a “buzzing” humming little bee disrupted my interest and I waved it away. But this nasty bee obediently leaves, it turns around me again. “Buzzing” turns around. I could not help it, raising my hand and knocking the bee on the ground, then set foot on the foot, stepped it into the sand. After a while, I found the soil around my feet slowly loosening and cracking, and then the bee drilled