清晨,凉风习习,屋檐下挂着一个好大的蜘蛛网,网上有一串串的露珠,还挂着几个昆虫的空壳儿。风儿轻轻吹过,蜘蛛网上的露珠闪着光亮,那一个个昆虫空壳儿,荡呀荡,很是好看! 一只停在树上的小鸟赞美地说:“这蜘蛛网是蜘蛛的家,蜘蛛不仅会织网,还会装饰它的网,挂上几个风铃,风一吹,荡呀荡,真有趣!” 蜘蛛在网上一边爬,一边摇摇头说:“小鸟,你搞错了!那网上挂着的,不是风铃。” In the morning, breezy, a big spider’s web hanging under the eaves, a string of dew on the net, empty shell with several insects. The wind blows gently, the dew on the cobwebs shines brightly, and the insects are empty, swaggering, and it looks good! A bird parked in the tree praises and says: “This cobweb is Spider home, spider will not only mesh, but also decorate its net, hang a few wind chimes, the wind blows, swirling Yelang, really interesting! ”“ Spider crawling on the Internet while shaking his head and said: Bird, you made a mistake! That hanging on the net is not a chime. ”