一只小蜘蛛学着妈妈的样子,在屋檐下织了一张网。她满怀信心地坐在墙角边,等待食物送上门。她等啊等啊,可是,连一只飞虫的影子也没有。她急得团团转,抓了抓脑袋,焦急地想:时间过去这么久了,如果再捉不到食物,我可太没面子了,我得想个法子才行。 A mite learns about her mother and weaves a net under the eaves. She sat confidently on the corner, waiting for the food to come home. She waited and waited, but there was not even a shadow of a bug. She was anxious to turn around, scratched his head, anxiously think: time passed so long, if you can not catch food, I can be too no face, and I have to think of a way Caixing.