One night before the Chinese Valentine’s Day this year, a creaking sound suddenly sounded in my room, like crickets and cockroaches. The sound kept ringing, which was disappointing. So I stood up and searched in my house. On the curtains in the living room, I found at a glance that it was a locust. My house is commercial housing. Usually no one is at home during the day, and the doors and windows are often closed. Apart from the community we live in, the suburban village is located three or four miles away. I can’t believe that a locust will fly into my room. It was tightly fastened to the curtain and covered in brown, with a pair of slender antennae stretching out from its larger head, and a pair of big eyes occupied 1/3 of its head. A pair of translucent thin wings. Two long legs are folded into a figure of 7, with black spots and sharp serfs on the legs. I am get angry when I see it. I stretched out my hand, grabbed it and threw it out of the window. In this sudden movement, I left one of its legs. I have hated locusts since I was young. I only heard that it is a pest. When you see it in the countryside, you will chase it until it is killed. I am such a person who hates evil as hatred. This time, I didn’t kill it directly, so I was very polite to Locust. I clearly remember that when I was in the fourth year of my junior high school, our family apologized for harvesting rice with an area of more than two mu. It was because there were too many locust that I ate the leaves of my rice, which made the rice unable to grow normally and reduced the yield. The millet in our family cannot survive the new year. The new year is all borrowed food. The next night, I just took a shower and walked from the bathroom to the living room. I found it again on the white wall. What’s the matter? I threw it out yesterday, why did it come again. This time I have to kill you, you disgusting guy. So I thought. After I got dressed and caught the Locust, I was about to throw it to the floor fiercely. Daughter said: Dad, why do you have to kill it? It also has life. If you kill it, its family will cry with sadness. My daughter’s words made me have no heart to die. I had to send it to the window and release it with mercy. On the third day, when I was checking my daughter’s homework, I saw it fly into my room again. When I was about to shoot, my daughter said, “Stop hitting it. It already has no leg. Have you ever heard that locust is the reincarnation of dead people? Now is the Qixi Festival, maybe your grandfather is coming. My lovely daughter caught it and put it in a bottle. In fact, it was already a cripple locust, but my daughter put it up very seriously. My daughter and I have totally different attitudes towards Locust. In the morning, my daughter told me before going to school: When you go home, remember to bring some tender leaves to your grandfather, and don’t let it starve. Although I was a little angry after hearing this, I also felt a little graceful about my daughter’s childish taste. That day, I didn’t let my daughter down. It was in accordance with her words that I brought several very tender leaves to my grandfather truthfully. It was when I passed by the river, I picked it from the grass specially. But that afternoon, I accidentally found that the locust supported the whole body with one leg, and its wings were slightly spreading, as if it was eager to fly. Its antenna, legs and whole body are trembling constantly when eating. Its unique leg streaked in front of its big eyes from time to time. The whole body was lying on the bottom of the bottle with great efforts, probably because it wanted to stand up. I found it very tired. Suddenly a deep guilt came to my heart, and tears almost fell down. If it hadn’t been for my cruelty a few days ago, the locust would not have lived so hard now! But it always turned back to me from time to time, and its eyes were still shining. I looked at it quietly and always felt the sunshine on the windowsill suddenly became very cold. After feeding it for three days, my daughter saw it lively. On weekends, my daughter took the locust to the suburban countryside with her friends. After that, the Locust never flew back to my home. It has returned to the countryside it originally belonged. However, its leg was left on my windowsill. Just because of my cruelty, I almost ruined a life in vain! Every time I went to the windowsill and saw the locust’s leg, I often felt guilty that my love for life was worse than that of a child. 2013 nian 11 yue 30 ri

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