求中文,谢谢When I was seven years old,my family made me an ant farm.First ,we put clean sand in a thin glaOn the fifth day a

求中文,谢谢When I was seven years old,my family made me an ant farm.First ,we put clean sand in a thin glaOn the fifth day a tragedy happened.I put my face so close to the glass farm that I knocked it over.All the tunnels fell down.Although the ants remained alive after their earthquake,one by one they began to die.I was scared as I watched them give up building their tunnels to carry the bodies to a corner of the farm .My mother said that the ants were dying of sadness .They simply could not stand that their tunnels were gone.Although much time has passed ,I still think of that ant farm.Mom had hoped it would teach me about the natural world ,but it taught me much more.Over the years,I came to realize the importance of teamwork .Working together ,the ants were able to make an amazing world for themselves .I also learned that they should be admired for their hard word.But there was an even larger lesson that I did not realize until recently:adversity is a natural part of life ,and must be accepted .Unlike the ants ,we cannot give up when we are sad .We have to realize that if a tunnel is gone ,we must building another .