"A person is careful when sweeping the floor, because he is afraid that he may hurt the lives of mole ants. A man covers a lamp with a veil because he loves moths." This was originally a passage that Tang monk said when he admonished monkey king in Journey to the West, which meant to abandon evil and follow good without harming any life. When I was in primary school, one of my teachers ridiculed this sentence as a negative material, saying that such kindness was stupid and undesirable. Just imagine that a man even dared not hurt an ant, what great things could he do in society in the future?

Perhaps influenced by this kind of thinking, when I was young, I didn't cherish the life of ants, and even I could easily crush a few ants to death. When I grew up, I even talked about this thing I did in my childhood with relish and complacency.

At that time, my friends and I often went to play in the fields and often came across some big black ants. With a huge stomach and a pair of sharp serrated pliers in front of its head, the big ant looks strange and cute. One of my little friends said that the liquid in the stomach of the ant was sour and tasted good. I felt very strange. I caught a big ant, pulled its big belly down, and then sucked the ant's ass with my mouth. Oh, it was really a sour thing, but it was a pity that there was just a little, and it was over before I had a good time.

Looking down at the ant, I found it disappeared. It ran so fast that it had already run away. I cried to my little friend and said, "Look, it's got rid of the burden, so it runs faster than before." I was so complacent that I told everyone about my discovery, regardless of the life and death of the ant.

Without stomach, that ant would never survive. At the moment, it was only its brain that supported it.

Entering the high school, I had no time to play in the fields for I focused on my study. Gradually, this interesting story only remained in my memory. Many years later, I realized the absurdity of this funny story in my childhood, and even I felt guilty about it. I didn't think it was an interesting story any more.

All things in the world have life, which cannot be trampled on arbitrarily because of its lowliness and insignificance. The admonition of Tang monk is worth listening to and obeying which is a great truth and wisdom.

Countries and countries, people and people should coexist peacefully, man and nature should coexist harmoniously, which is the way to achieve world harmony.

“扫地恐伤蝼蚁命，爱惜飞蛾纱罩灯。”这原是《西游记》中唐僧训诫孙悟空时说的一段话，意思是要弃恶从善，不伤害任何一个生命。而我上小学时，我的一位老师竟拿这句话来作为反面的材料加以嘲讽，说这样的仁慈实在是愚蠢而不可取的，试想一下，连一只蚂蚁都不敢伤害，将来还能在社会上干什么大事呢？

许是受这种思想的影响，幼时的我对蚂蚁这样的生命并不珍惜，随便就能碾死几只蚂蚁。长大后，甚至还对童年时做的一件事情津津乐道，沾沾自喜。

那时，我和小伙伴们常去田地里玩耍，经常遇到一只只黑黑的大蚂蚁。挺着硕大的肚子，头前长着一对锋利的锯齿状的钳子，样子古怪而可爱。小伙伴说这种蚂蚁肚子里的液体酸酸的，有点味道。我感到很是新奇，逮住一只大蚂蚁，把它的大肚子揪了下来，然后用嘴用力去吸蚂蚁的屁股，果真一股酸酸的东西，可惜就那么一丁点，还没有尽兴就结束了。

低头再看那只蚂蚁，竟然不见了，它跑得好快，已跑出了一段距离。我忙对着小伙伴说：“你看，它卸掉了包袱，没有了负担，所以就跑得快了。”我自鸣得意，逢人就讲起自己的这个发现来，全然不顾蚂蚁的生死。

那只蚂蚁没有了肚子，它是决然不会生存下去的，而此刻支撑它前行的，只是它的大脑了。

上了中学以后，我也没有时间再去地里玩耍，一心只扑在学习上了。渐渐地，这段趣事也就留在了记忆里。多少年后，我才意识到童年时这段趣事的荒唐，并为此有了一种负罪感，再也不觉得那是一段有趣的事情了。

世间万物皆有生命，不能因为其卑微、渺小而任意践踏。唐僧的训诫值得聆听、遵从，是大道理、大智慧。

国与国、人与人，和平共处；人与自然，和谐共生，这才是走向世界大同之道。

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