The Grasshopper and the Ants

Spring passed and autumn arrived, the golden season of harvest. The green grass and leaves had not yet shed their verdant attire, and the pleasant weather immersed all living beings in its embrace. From afar came the cheerful sound of singing and a violin—it was the carefree melody played by the wandering grasshopper. He sang of the beauty of life, of the freedom and ease of the present moment. Everything seemed as readily available as the green grass and leaves, not worth cherishing. At that moment, the grasshopper noticed that under a nearby large tree, ants were diligently transporting food. These hardworking little creatures knew that the cold winter was approaching, so they seized the time to stock up on provisions for the season. But to the grasshopper, the ants' behavior was not only lacking in romance but also a waste of the precious present. He encouraged the exhausted little ants to join him in joyful song and dance, which angered the dignified Ant Queen. 　　 In the Queen's view, without labor, there would be no food...