Gaochengguan Mountain Canyon, one of the scenic spots of Anhua Tea Horse Ancient Road, is located in the east of Gaocheng Village, Jiangnan Town, Anhua County. The developed part is about 1 km long, the valley bottom is more than 10 meter wide, the narrow part is 3-5 meters, the canyon is about 100 meter deep, and the stream runs east-west, with a drop of nearly 200 meters. On both sides of the canyon are mostly broken ridges and steep cliffs, and there are many shrubs, vines, mosses and other plants growing on the rock wall, which are colorful and fragrant all year round. On the top of the cliff, the ancient trees are lush, covering the canyon tightly. Looking up, there is only a narrow line left in the sky.

Gaocheng caravan

Gaocheng caravan is the last caravan left in the south of China, hidden in the mountains and full of magic. The story that lasted for thousands of years on the ancient road has come to an end, but the Anhua caravan has not completely disappeared. Now in the remote mountainous area of Anhua, short-distance material transportation still depends on some small caravans, which has become the epitome of that period of history.

Chuanyanjiang

Landscape of Sichuan Yanjiang Gorge Sichuan Yanjiang Gorge belongs to primitive sub-forest and is a part of Daxiongshan National Forest Park, which is called "Shili Gallery".

Zhexi reservoir

Zhexi Reservoir is located in Zishui, Anhua County, Yiyang City, Hunan Province, which is 15km away from the county seat. Zhexi Reservoir was built in 1950s, and now it is a scenic tourist area.

Longquan Cave, Ma Lu Town

Longquan Cave is the best in Anhua, located in Ma Lu Town, Anhua County. The passable route in the cave is more than 3000 meters long, about 30 meters at the widest point and nearly 40 meters at the highest point.

Anhua suspension bridge

2. Anhua's scenic spots Anhua is not only rich in resources, but also has many scenic spots and historical sites with beautiful scenery.

Hongyan provincial nature reserve, located 8 kilometers north of the county seat, is a combination of natural landscape and human landscape, with artificial lakes and yachts flying; Surrounded by mountains, ancient trees are towering; In the canyon, the cable bridge flies; In the jungle, pavilions are looming. Zhexi provincial forest park, located in Zhexi reservoir area, has introduced 358 species of trees from 67 families inside and outside the province, including 25 rare species 15 families. It is called subtropical botanical garden and tourist resort.

Liubuxi Provincial Nature Reserve covers an area of12,250 hectares, and there are hundreds of hectares of well-preserved native vegetation in the core area. Woody plants 103 family, 1022 species, among which 23 species are protected by the state, such as ginkgo biloba, Taxus mairei and fragrant fruit trees.

There are more than 0/00 species of wild animals, including 40 species of national protected animals such as clouded leopard, golden fish and yellow-bellied pheasant. In the natural landscape, there are also scenic spots with strange rocks such as forests and caves. There is a hole in the hole, and there are layers of road holes with beautiful scenery in the hole.

There are also many historical sites, including the well-preserved Confucian Temple and the Wu Temple in Anhua No.1 Middle School. There are stone men and horses, a mausoleum, a pottery cemetery with all kinds of books and peace cards, and so on

On the evening of spring, the sun, like a dutiful old tracker, put down the rope of light, stood on the horizon and looked back at the sea.

The sky and the earth seem to say goodbye to the sun solemnly. In the blue sky, golden clouds miss the sun; Ocean, shaking a huge golden wreath; The masson pine forest on the beach is dancing with a dark green headscarf inlaid with gold thread; The rolling mountains are like a row of strong men, gazing affectionately; The gently flowing sea breeze seems to be a lingering kiss goodbye ... the magnificent and melancholy dusk hangs over this wonderful and desolate land.

Chunmin's "Concrete" is a paradise on earth! The grass is green, the flowers are red, and the sweet and bitter smells of flowers and plants come from the bright evening breeze. When the light of the sunset approached the ground, piles of fluffy clouds in the sky began to appear in circles of pink; Then it became red gold, ochre red, and finally rose red.

The fields are filled with pollen-like brilliance, and trees, wheat fields, sand hills, rivers and cottages are all immersed in this moist and moist brilliance. Guo's dusk is the summer dusk in his hometown, and the scenery on the canal is like a magnificent oil painting.

The setting sun is like blood, and the sunset glow is like fire, plating fields, villages, Woods, rivers and green curtains with soft gold. Farmers returning from hoeing, cowboys with whips and flowers, and returning pedestrians all ran wildly on the road.

Smoke billowed from the kitchen in the village, and misty water vapor floated on the river. Birds entered the forest, chickens entered the nest, cattle and sheep entered the pen, mules and horses returned to the shed, grasshoppers were under the bean worms, and pumpkin flowers called.

Willow buds on the moon. Liu Shaotang's "Liu Servant's Home" is a scene similar to a summer dusk garden. There is no wind, and the pool surface reflects the afterglow of the sunset, as calm as a golden mirror.

In the middle of the forest, a small village appeared in the distance. When the dew falls, a group of livestock, mixed with dogs barking and hoofbeats, walk home like ensemble music ... You will sincerely swear that there is no need for more beautiful scenery in this life ... This beautiful dusk will disappear in another hour, so it is even more worthy of nostalgia.

In order to protect its reputation, it tells others to cherish themselves before they are tired, and then turns into night at the right time. (Russian) herzen's Whose Sin On a summer evening, the birds screamed through the dusk and circled in the sky.

On a moonlit night, frogs croak like balls, just like bubbles floating on a pond. If this old house hadn't been rocked by heavy trucks all the time, just like the earth rocked in the heat, you would never expect to live in Paris.

(French) romain rolland's "John Christophe" Autumn night In the late autumn evening, the clouds in the sky are colorful: some bloom like spring flowers; Some run like wild animals; If there are colorful birds flying and reflected in the clear river, some will be more beautiful. And there are a group of ducks who return late, gather in a triangle and row slowly to their destination on the colorful water waves. The river is divided into two parts, and the water waves plowed by each duck spread to the left and right, slowly rushing to the grass by the river, giving people an unspeakable beauty of tranquility; Looking across the river, on the other side of the river, the farmhouse at the foot of Jinji Mountain, smoke billowed, the villagers' cattle and sheep Cleisthenes called, the golden rooster crowed at night, and the village women, in clusters, were washing clothes with a smile. I looked at the railing and reveled in this beautiful landscape painting of water town.

Zhou Ce's Beauty Pavilion Dream The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly. Before the mountain river was cleared by the water vapor evaporated by the sun, the sun set in the western hills. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain, while the shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village faster, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver by the moonlight candle.

Feng Deying's Bitter Flowers When I walked out of the hut at dusk in winter, the dusk in winter had landed on the gray Yuan Ye. The snow stopped and the wind was not strong, but the cold was biting. In the sky in the west, from the dense clouds, there are several rosy clouds scattered, thin and beautiful, and there is a star in the east, which appears and disappears.

There are several mud houses in vilen, and there is a faint twilight blowing gently on them. I got on the horse, and the horseshoe stepped on the grass covered with residual snow and gave a dull groan.

The smell of wormwood and mint came back. Suddenly, a wild duck started up from the grass, passed over my head and landed on the river in the distance.

The old elm man stretched out his arm again and said goodbye to me. Ding Ning's "Painting in My Heart" The twilight of Irrawaddy River in Myanmar is getting thicker and thicker, and few people bathe on the river. People came home in twos and threes along the path on the beach.

The night weighs heavily on the Irrawaddy River. It is as black as ink, and the blush stained by the reflection of the sunset has long been faded by the night. At night, the Irrawaddy River is quieter, as if to sleep with people.

We walked slowly along the river bank to the bridge in the evening twilight. The lights in Shijie Street have cast dim light. Looking up, the lights of the stupa on Shijie Mountain are also lit up.

There are many electric lights outside the top of Myanmar stupa. The big stupa on the real step hill is equipped with fluorescent and blue fluorescent lamps, and the lights reflect the hills around the stupa into blue. In the boundless darkness, this kind of light is particularly strange.

Shijie Mountain is a famous Buddhist shrine in Mahndri, with more than 500 pagodas. At this time, the lights reflect each other, which is really a spectacle. Jiang Mio at dusk on the Irrawaddy River; Dusk in Granada; The balcony that the king once lamented has recently become my favorite place.

I just sat there and enjoyed the long sunny evening. When the sun sinks into the purple Alha Horses Peak, the bright light shines on the Rhoda Valley, painting the red watchtower of Alhambra with a gloomy and magnificent color.

On the basin, a thin layer of hot steam seems to be spreading far away in the afterglow of the sunset, just like a golden ocean. There is no breeze to disturb the peace at the moment. Although there is faint music and laughter from time to time in the garden of Yinghao Valley in the legal circle, it can only make the majestic Forbidden City where I live seem unusually quiet.

At this moment, in this landscape, memories are obvious.

4. A good sentence describing the scenery that the Seine River passes between two cities. The coastal mountains are undulating, the trees are lush, and bare rock cliffs can be seen from time to time. Then, the river turned a long bend of nearly 360 degrees and disappeared on the distant horizon. Ships come and go on the river, and the steamboat towed in front is smoking and looks like flies. Scattered islands line up: either end to end, or far apart, like a string of green beads of different sizes.

The smell of moss, the smell of soil, the smell of trees, the fresh breath symbolizing the vitality of life emitted by tender buds, and the rotten and musty smell released by broken branches and leaves are intertwined and diffuse around the path.

It is getting late. The transparent night image is a veil covering the vast field on the right side of the train. The river in the distance is like a huge metal belt, extending forward along the train track. After the sun went down, there were still some purple and lux in the sky. These spots are reflected on the river, forming a red reflection. The reflections staggered, getting darker and darker, and finally disappeared without a trace. The surrounding fields were submerged in great darkness, accompanied by ominous death and trembling.

Excerpted from Mo Bosang's Belle Ami.

5. A good sentence to describe the scenery of hometown. The water in my hometown is very clear, and you can see the sand and stones at the bottom. The water in my hometown is really green, like a piece of jade; My hometown is very quiet. You can't seem to see it flowing.

In my hometown, the river around the village will always be a green ribbon in my memory. Water is green and transparent, crystal clear, singing day and night. When spring comes, the river glows with boundless green. When I was a child, I grew up in the green embrace of the river. Little friends catch dragonflies and grasshoppers together and learn to swim together ... When they are tired of playing, they sunbathe naked on the soft beach, or sit behind unknown uncles on the shore and watch them fish quietly. Seeing a fish jumping out of the water with a hook in its mouth, my envy goes without saying. Later, I insisted that my father buy me a fishing rod. But dad is a countryman and is unwilling to spend money on it. But dad couldn't beat me, and finally came up with a way. He found a piece of white cloth, covered it on a small white clay pot, tied it tightly, cut a round hole the size of a fist in the middle, and tied a string to make a "fish tank". With it, I am very happy. Every time I catch a fish, I always keep it-this became a great pleasure when I was a child.

6. A good paragraph or sentence describing the scenery In the early morning, Miss Chun came to us wearing beautiful clothes and dancing with the warm wind, smiling proudly, putting on new clothes for nature, and making everything show infinite vitality. A ray of golden sunshine is scattered on the grass that has just put on new clothes. The sunshine shines on the dew on the grass, crystal clear and beautiful! ……

Spring is not as dry and hot as summer, as cold and cheerless as autumn, nor as cold as winter. But spring is a vibrant and energetic spring. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life. When spring comes back, it means that everything has to start all over again and all life has to start all over again.

Oh! Spring rain, it turned out that you came to the earth with the spring girl, which filled the earth with vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hands touch people's heartstrings and draw people's beautiful hopes.

Snow, like catkins, like reeds, like dandelions, flies in the air and with the wind.

Snowflakes are floating in the air, and small white feathers are falling like pear petals.

It's snowing. First of all, small snowflakes are dancing lightly like catkins. Then it gets bigger and bigger, and it's tight for a while.

The water of the Yellow River, like a group of horses galloping in a narrow valley, was squeezed into the river only 50 or 60 meters wide in the middle of the beach and rushed down.

Qinghai Lake is like a pearl embedded in the magnificent land in the northwest of China, shining with gorgeous colors.

The pale blue goose returned to the lake and lay quietly surrounded by green, just like a blue gem embedded in natural emeralds.

The wind caressed the crops, sometimes bent and sometimes lifted, as if the earth was breathing rhythmically, and the mature wheat was full of vitality. Where does the wind come from? There is a whisper among the wheat ears.

I keep my mouth shut, but the wind is like a powerful hand, choking my breath and forcing me to open my mouth from time to time. At this time, it will also raise a handful of dirt into my mouth, similar to a naughty child.

The spring breeze in February, warm and humid during the day, blows on the face, but it is a bit like the smell of cotton tidbits blowing on the face; But at night, especially late at night, it's a bit like scissors. The night wind fluttered on the beach, and the willow trees on the beach danced hard with her tender and oily branches like drunk.

The wind is coming. First of all, a gentle breeze blew from the northwest beach, gently rolled up Nightcrawler's skirt and teased the dead leaves on the road. There was a slight rustle in the wilderness. After a while, the wind was very strong, and the sorghum on the roadside swayed wildly, and the dead branches on the trees fell off one after another. A terrible howl came from the distant wilderness and the clouds became deeper. Heavy thunder seems to have rushed out from the dark clouds, clanging like an explosion, rolling in from the northwest.

7. A good sentence describes the scenery. On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds.

Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning. One moment its wings beat the waves, and the other moment it went straight into the dark clouds like an arrow. It cried-in the brave cry of birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.

In this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory. Seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned, and they flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.

Spring is full and round, and an apricot can't be shut up. When you visit Surabaya Beach on a victorious day, the boundless scene will be new for a period of time. When you know the east wind, it will always be spring. From a distance, the rain is like crisp grass, but there is nothing better than the benefits of spring in a year. The willows are full of green flowers and red flowers, so there is no need to move the spring scenery-Song. Wang Anshi chanted a gust of wind about pomegranate flowers, which brought catkins. The shop was full of sweetness, and Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade customers to taste it.

In February and March of spring, grass and water are the same color-gold. The ancient Yuefu poem Zhu Meng 1 Spring is really comfortable, and the scenery in spring is really beautiful! This spring not only gives people new life, but also gives people new hope. I like this beautiful spring. Near, near, I hear the footsteps of spring. All this reports the arrival of spring, and my whole heart floats out, floating on bright flowers and oily green grass. The spring rain fell on the buttonwood tree in the yard, and sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician. Spring rain, it turned out that you came to the earth with the spring girl, which filled the earth with vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hands touch people's heartstrings and good hopes. I suggest you go and see Zhu Ziqing's! ! ! Write a clip about spring, the defects of spring morning, miss the morning, open curtains and windows.

The breeze blew, and a fresh, fragrant and elegant earthy breath came to my face. Spring comes so fast, quietly and unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, the wild flowers and rape flowers are blooming everywhere, and everything is bathed in the early morning light of spring, swaying and swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light song and dance, which is very lovely.

Creatures wake up in the spring morning, showing the preciousness and temptation of life. The spring morning touched the hope in my heart and inspired the enthusiasm of life.

The beautiful nature in spring is so beautiful at this moment: there are bright sunshine everywhere, colorful colors everywhere, sweet bird songs everywhere and intoxicating fragrance everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.

Everywhere there are people who go for an outing, the kindness and satisfaction of the elderly, the laughter of lovers and the innocent smile of children. Suddenly understand: the beautiful spring is so beautiful because it makes people's mood bloom at this moment.

Spring rain, spring rain and spring thunder floated in with the spring breeze. Spring rain is like silk, fog, smoke and tide.

Through this thread, everything in the world is like a faint, foggy freehand painting, flickering. I like spring rain, not only spring rain, but also the rainless world you created for me in this rainy season.

Spring is full, spring is full, spring is crazy, spring is full, spring is full. Spring is full of people's hard work. People sow their firm faith and eternal hope with their own hands, as well as their true love and selfless love.

Not as colorful as spring? Where is the fruitful autumn? Quiet spring night, the moon is graceful. The wind brushed my cheek and swept up my long hair.

The moonlight is as calm and soft as water. My heart is like this moonlight, calm and soft.

I dare not pursue anything deliberately. I just hope that all good beginnings have a happy ending, just like this spring night is long and far away. Sentence describing spring 2 1) Spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong" is like a magical singer of nature, singing crisp and melodious songs and rushing forward ... 2) Willow trees are spreading yellow and green branches and leaves, gently blowing in the slight spring breeze, just like a group of fairies dressed in green are dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful! 3) Every spring, kapok as red as fire, peony as pink as chardonnay and Chinese rose as white as jade are in full bloom.

Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.

4) The tender buds on the branches of Chinese fir are already quite tender, reflecting the bright sky. Do you think spring can be far behind? 5) Even if you miss the delicate daffodils in the water, don't forget that wild lilies also have spring in the lonely corner of the valley ... I like it, I like snowy winter, because winter can have snowball fights happily. I like it. I like winter with goose feathers and heavy snow.

Because the snow in winter is so enjoyable. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the scenery in the north is so attractive to tourists.

People are sledding in the snow, and happy laughter resounds through the sky. Autumn has arrived, although I didn't feel so cool in Fuzhou, I still can't help but miss the autumn in my hometown. Is the buttonwood tree in front of my window covered with a golden coat? Put a few pictures of autumn scenery and some ancient poems describing autumn, and you can express your thoughts ... There are many overlapping stories in Qiu Guang, and he secretly took three roads in autumn. There are no colorful flowers in spring, abnormal green trees in summer and snowflakes in winter, but there are fruitful fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere! Mark my favorite sentences in red.

Windy autumn wind, waves in Dongting, waves under leaves: describe the breeze blowing. Dongting: Dongting Lake, in the north of Hunan Province.

Waves: microwave flooding. Muye: Yellow leaves.

Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang" is sorrowful and indignant! A bleak, withered grass, withered, if it is a long trip, the mountain climbing near the water will also be bleak: lonely, depressed. Liao Li: Desolate.

If you travel far away: It seems that people travel far away. During the Warring States Period, there were nine debates on Chu, Song and Yu, and the autumn wind started, the plants and trees turned yellow, and the wild geese returned to the car in autumn.

8. Night falls on the earth.

I stood in front of the wooden fence and looked up at the sky. I saw the semicircle of the moon, one bright and one dark.

There is a blue halo around the moon. Looking away from the bright moon, I found countless stars in the sky far away from the bright moon.

They are like shiny diamonds, some of which emit dazzling Hui Jin, while others emit slight white light. Some evacuated in all directions, and some gathered intensively. How beautiful and spectacular the sky is decorated by them! The moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, and my figure standing silently looked tall.

Behind me, a long green vine coiled around the fence, pulling many morning glory. Under the wooden fence, an unknown flower is blooming freely, red, yellow, pink and white, reflecting the moonlight, which is even more delicate and lovely.

The autumn wind is blowing, and the flowers are overflowing and bursting into the nose. Everything is in the silent night, however, I seem to hear an elegant music ... Is it the morning glory on the green vine praising this charming moonlit night? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The cicadas in the fields disappeared in autumn, and autumn came quietly.

The sky at this time is so blue, not as blue as Cologne; The sky is too high to be detected. A flock of geese lined up in the word "people" for a while, and lined up in the word "one" for a while, flying happily to the south.

I looked back and saw a bumper harvest in the fields. Look! Rice is as golden as gold.

The rice stalks were bent by the heavy ears of rice. A cool autumn wind blew, and the ears of rice trembled and rustled, as if whispering.

It is also like a sea of golden rice. The wind set off layers of rice waves, overlapping layers, and finally connected with the blue sky. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "Bees are firmly in the air like a small fog; The ant shook his head, stroked his tentacles, suddenly figured something out, turned around and ran away; The ladybug crawled impatiently. After a tired prayer, it spread its wings and took off in a flash. There is a cicada on the trunk, lonely as an empty house; Dew rolled on the grass, bending it, crashing to the ground and breaking thousands of golden lights. "

"The garden is full of the noise of vegetation growth, which shows that there are endless fragments." If the time of day corresponds to the four seasons, of course, spring is morning, summer is noon, autumn is dusk and winter is night.

If musical instruments are used to correspond to the four seasons, I think spring should be trumpet, summer should be timpani, autumn should be cello, and winter should be horn and flute. What if the sounds in this garden correspond to the four seasons? Then, spring is the whisper of pigeons floating above the altar, summer is the long cicada chirp and poplar leaves make fun of cicada chirp, autumn is the wind chime under the eaves of the ancient temple, and winter is the random and empty pecking of woodpeckers.

In the four seasons corresponding to the scenery in the garden, spring is a path that is sometimes pale and sometimes dark, sometimes the sky is bright and sometimes dark, and a string of flowers is swaying; Summer is a dazzling and hot stone bench, or a cool and moss-covered stone step with a peel under it and half a crumpled newspaper on it; Autumn is a bronze clock. In the northwest corner of the garden, a huge bronze clock was discarded. The bronze bell is the same age as this garden. It is covered with green rust and the words are not clear. In winter, it is a few furry old sparrows on the ground in the forest. What about the four seasons in the mood? Spring is the season of illness, otherwise people will not easily find the cruelty and longing of spring; In summer, lovers should be lovelorn in this season, otherwise they will be sorry for love; Autumn is the time to buy a pot of flowers from outside and go home, put the flowers in the long-lost home, open the window and put the sunshine in the house, and slowly recall and sort out some moldy things; There are stoves and books in winter, one; Time and time again, determined not to die, write some letters that are not sent.

You can also use art forms to correspond to the four seasons, so that spring is a painting, summer is a novel, autumn is a short song or poem, and winter is a group of sculptures. What about dreams? What about the four seasons with dreams? Spring is the weeping on the treetops, summer is the drizzle in weeping, autumn is the land in the drizzle, and winter is the lonely pipe on the clean land.

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = I stood in front of a wooden fence and looked up at the sky.

I saw the semicircle of the moon, one bright and one dark. There is a blue halo around the moon.

Looking away from the bright moon, I found countless stars in the sky far away from the bright moon. They are like shiny diamonds, some of which emit dazzling Hui Jin, while others emit slight white light.

Some evacuated in all directions, and some gathered intensively. How beautiful and spectacular the sky is decorated by them! The moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, and my figure standing silently looked tall. Behind me, a long green vine coiled around the fence, pulling many morning glory.

Under the wooden fence, an unknown flower is blooming freely, red, yellow, pink and white, reflecting the moonlight, which is even more delicate and lovely. The autumn wind is blowing, and the flowers are overflowing and bursting into the nose.

Everything is in the silent night, however, I seem to hear an elegant music ... Is it the morning glory on the green vine praising this charming moonlit night? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The cicadas in the fields disappeared in autumn, and autumn came quietly. The sky at this time is so blue, not as blue as Cologne; The sky is too high to be detected.

A flock of geese lined up in the word "people" for a while, and lined up in the word "one" for a while, flying happily to the south. I looked back and saw the field showing a bumper harvest.

Look! Rice is as golden as gold. The rice stalks were bent by the heavy ears of rice.

A cool autumn wind blew, and the ears of rice trembled and rustled, as if whispering. It is also like a sea of golden rice. The wind set off layers of rice waves, overlapping layers, and finally connected with the blue sky.

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "Bees are firmly in the air like a small fog; The ant shook his head, stroked his tentacles, suddenly figured something out, turned around and ran away; Ladybugs are getting impatient.