1门栓朝上,泛着陈旧的光泽,四周铁皮锈蚀斑斑,部分地方已经发红。那群蚂蚁聚集在它们的洞口,似乎被即将而来的什么灾难给攫住了,它们慌慌乱乱,不停地爬进去又爬出来,我可以认清它们,比如那只脑袋略大于其他蚂蚁的蚂蚁,我给它起名叫小黑,它步子很乱,有时候停下来抬头望望,有时又跑到另一只蚂蚁跟前报告什么信息,它好像不懂得什么是疲惫。我的胳膊有些酸,但我还可以再撑上一会儿的,我习惯了,立志家的土烟筒开始冒烟了,他娘已经开始做午饭了,烟有点发青发蓝,很虚,上升到中途就散开了,我感觉 1 door bolt up, glowing old shiny, rusty stains around the site, in some places has been red. The ants gathered in their mouths and seemed to be caught by what was going to come. They panicked and crawled in and out, and I could see them, for instance, that the head was slightly larger than the other ants I named it black, it was a mess, sometimes stopped to look up, and sometimes ran to the other ant to report what information it did not seem to understand what it is tired. My arm was sour, but I could hold on for a while. I got used to it. I decided my family’s pipe began to smoke. His mother had already started to do lunch. Halfway spread, I feel