One day you will find that there is a small world on the ground, the world you look up into the distance and realize that it is at your feet.
Where a drop of rain is a big fist, a seed is a big meal, and a little ant biting a dandelion seed is like a parasol. Life there may be dangerous and difficult, but it is so delicate that one might miss it if not paying attention, but stop and linger because of its splendid glimpses. I saw the Japanese version of this film when I was very young, and now I recall the most impressive thing about the caterpillars lining up. They moved forward one by one. The worms in the back followed closely, for fear of falling behind. I've actually been wondering what their destination is. If I remember correctly, it was also mentioned in "Insects", the small army of pine caterpillars. I remember being very happy to read this when I was young because I saw the real thing in this movie. I was fascinated by insects from a young age. Probably because my dad nurtured me since childhood. He has always liked to keep some flowers, birds, fish and insects.
I revisited the film today, sighed at the magic of nature's creation, and was also shocked by the director's ingenious shooting skills. There is a scene in the film of an unknown breed of chicken standing among a group of ants pecking. When the chicken was pecking at the ants, it pecked a hole in the ant's nest, and the camera was shot from the ant's nest. I saw that outside the hole, the chicken's eyes were fixed on the ants in the hole. On the edge of the hole, a lot of ants are fleeing chaotically. But still can't escape the fate of being pecked. I don't know how the director was able to set up the machine like this at the time.
In the film, whether it is a butterfly spreading its wings, a stag beetle fighting, or a spider catching a bubble, the nymphs gnawing on the eggshell have very, very clear sound effects. I don't know how the director was able to record such high-definition sound. And in the grasp of the rhythm of the whole film, the director also handled it just right.
A very interesting part in the film is a stupid dung beetle who pushes a dung ball but accidentally plunges into a tree branch and cannot push it away. The rhythm here is very smooth. The dung beetle naively pushed the dung ball up the slope and rolled back down the slope together with the worm and the ball. It shows that it pushes the ball very seriously. And when it was pushed to the side of the tree branch, there was a big close-up, and we watched as the tree branch with the diameter of the dung ball was completely submerged into the dung ball. At the beginning, the dung beetle pushed back and pushed back, not knowing the situation. Then it found that it couldn't push it, and it turned around and used the organs of its head to dig a ditch in front of the dung ball so that it could focus on itself. Then turned around and pushed back. The dung ball was pushed high and was about to come out of the branch. Seeing this, I sweated for the dung beetle, and I believe that the audience should hold their breath and cheer him on psychologically. Suddenly, the dung ball fell again, still stuck in the branch. Suddenly I feel a little lost. However, the director immediately showed us the moment when the dung beetle finally tried to push the dung ball out of the tree branch from the back through the editing. The audience's expectations were met. The little fight between the dung beetle and the dung ball yielded a satisfying result.
Just like the only few narrations in the whole article. In the world of worms, an hour is a day; a day is a season; a season is a lifetime. In order to understand the world, we should learn to listen to their whispers quietly.
Although the world is small, it is wonderful yet undiminished.
Through this film, my passion for insects has grown. My passion for life has grown even stronger.
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