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Alda 2022-06-27 16:36:13
One flower, one world, one tree, one bodhi. In the world of insects, the smallest rock can become a mountain, and the smallest puddle can be as vast as an ocean. But even if they are small, they still live their lives seriously. The ladybug of the seven stars makes a coquettish appearance, the snails in love snuggle tightly, the dung beetle is like Sisyphus and never gets discouraged arching the dung ball, the caterpillar train marches to the end and twists in a ball, the beetle duels like a...
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Jamaal 2022-06-27 16:26:44
7.5/10. Bird eating insects is a monster movie, heavy rain is a disaster movie, the dung beetle is a funny movie, and the entangled snail is a love movie. Magnificent soundtrack, ending with a 2001 space odyssey...
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Jamey 2022-06-27 14:48:59
After watching "Alien" and revisiting the documentary, you will find that as long as you zoom in, the small insects on the earth are terrifying. And they all have the same "perfect" shape as the "alien" and try their best to reproduce... After all, the human imagination cannot escape the...
Microcosmos Comments
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Eliseo 2022-10-12 13:32:34
casual french
Before, I heard many stories about the French. Romance, passion, unrestrainedness, foie gras, wine, croissants, no sadness about the United States, all of which confirm that I am full of curiosity about France, an old European country.
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Brent 2022-10-12 04:33:51
The whimsical world of insects
I am someone who has been interested in insects since I was a child. I remember my childhood dream was to be an entomologist when I grew up. At that time, I often liked to watch the life of ants by myself in the corner downstairs. In summer, I would go to the grass to catch grasshoppers and play....
Top cast
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Narrator (English version): [beginning narration] A meadow in early morning, somewhere on Earth. Hidden here is a world as vast as our own, where the weeds are like impenetrable jungles, the stones are mountains, and even the smallest pond becomes an ocean. Time passes differently here: an hour is like a day, a day is like a season, and the passing of a season is a lifetime. But to observe this world, we must fall silent now, and listen to its murmurs.
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Narrator (English version): [ending narration] The night gives way once more. Nothing will stop what's now in motion, what hides in shadow, what searches forward, what flutters toward the light. Here, where time is measured out in moments, and new lives emerge from darkness, a day begins like any other. Beyond anything we can imagine, and yet almost beneath our notice.
