CATDOLL : CATDOLL: What's the easiest way to get rid of wasps?

1. What is the easiest way to get rid of wasps?

Call 119.

2. Can the one-inch-long Bumblebee radar or 84 disinfectant kill people?

For such a large hornet, it is recommended that you use smoke or fire to drive it away or kill it locally. The hornet has strong vitality. Although radar or 84 disinfectant can kill it, it takes a long time and people are easily injured by the hornet.

An inch long bumblebee thunders: or 84 disinfection

The liquid can kill the wasp by spraying it, but the wasp is very resistant to the drug.

Not very big.

3. Please take notes!

Flowers, birds, grasses and insects, anything that can be painted, the original object is often also pleasing to the eye. Bees are the favorite of painters, but I don't like them very much. It's funny to say. When I was a child, I climbed a tree to pick crabapple flowers, and a bee stung me. The pain was so severe that I almost fell down. The adults told me that bees don't sting easily, they must have mistakenly thought you were going to hurt them, so they stung; once they stung, they would exhaust their own life and would not live long. I felt sorry for the bee and forgave it. But from then on, every time I saw a bee, I felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

In April this year, I stayed in Conghua Hot Spring in Guangdong for a few days. Surrounded by mountains and with a pool of spring water in its arms, the lush and green scenery is simply a green landscape painting. The night I first went there was a cloudy day. I occasionally leaned against the window to look out. It was strange. Why did so many dark hills suddenly appear in front of the building, one after another, ups and downs? I remember that there was a relatively flat garden in front of the building, not a mountain. What kind of illusion is this? I rushed to see it at dawn and couldn't help laughing. It turned out to be a field of lychee trees, one after another, and the leaves of each tree were so dense that there was no gap. Looking at it in the dark, it really looked like a hill!

Lychees may be the freshest and most beautiful fruit in the world. Su Dongpo once wrote a poem like this: "If I could eat 300 lychees a day, I would be willing to live in Lingnan forever", which shows the beauty of lychees. Unfortunately, I came at the wrong time. The trees were just blooming with small light yellow flowers, which were not outstanding. The newly sprouted tender leaves were light red in color, which was more beautiful than the flowers. It takes about three months from flowering to ripening of fruits. It seems that I can't wait to eat fresh lychees in Conghua Hot Spring.

It's time to eat fresh lychee honey. Maybe some people haven't heard of this rare thing? There are so many lychee trees in Conghua that they are like the vast ocean. When they bloom, the bees are buzzing all over the wild, so busy that they forget the morning and evening. Sometimes they take advantage of the moonlight to collect flowers and make honey. The characteristics of lychee honey are pure color and rich nutrients. Most people who live in hot springs like to eat this kind of honey to nourish their spirits. The kind-hearted comrade also got two bottles for me. As soon as I opened the bottle cork, there was a sweet fragrance; when I mixed half a cup and drank it, the sweet fragrance was accompanied by a refreshing air, with a bit of fresh lychee flavor. Drinking such good honey, you will feel that life is sweet.

I was suddenly moved and wanted to go and see bees, which I had never liked very much.

Deep in the lychee forest, a white house with a slanted corner is faintly visible. It is the bee farm of the Wenquan Commune, but it has an interesting name, "Bee Farm Building". It is spring and the flowers are in full bloom. As you approach the "building", you can see swarms of bees flying in and out, flying back and forth. The bustling scene will make you think: maybe the bees are also rushing to build a new life.

Beekeeper Lao Liang led me into the "building". He was called Lao Liang, but he was actually a young man with very delicate movements. Lao Liang probably wanted me to get to know the life of bees. He carefully opened a wooden beehive. Inside the beehive were a row of boards, each board was full of bees, crawling around. The queen bee was dark brown, with a particularly slender body, and each bee was willing to feed it with the flower essences they collected.

Lao Liang sighed and said softly, "Look at these little ones. They are so obedient."

I asked, "How much honey can a swarm of bees like this harvest in a year?"

Lao Liang said: "We can harvest dozens of kilograms of honey. Bees love to work. Guangdong has good weather and many flowers, so bees are busy all year round. They make a lot of honey, but they can only eat a limited amount. Every time we harvest honey, we leave a little bit of sugar for them, just enough for them to eat. They never fight or care about anything, but continue to work and make honey, working tirelessly all day and all month..."

I asked again: "Such good honey, aren't you afraid that something will ruin it? Chongwang"

Lao Liang said, "Why not? You have to beware of insects crawling in, and you also have to beware of bumblebees. Bumblebees are the worst thieves, they often land at the entrance of beehives, and they only do bad things."

I couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh! There are invaders in nature too. How do we deal with bumblebees?"

Lao Liang said, "Drive it away! If you can't drive it away, kill it. If you let it stay there, it will bite the bees to death."

A question occurred to me, so I asked, "But how long can a bee live?"

Lao Liang replied: "A queen bee can live for three years, and a worker bee can live for six months at most."

I said, "So life span is so short. Don't you always have to clean up the dead bees outside the hive?"

Lao Liang shook his head and said, "Never. Bees are very sensible. When they reach their limit, they will quietly die outside and never come back."

My heart can't help but tremble: what a lovely little creature! It asks nothing from people, but gives people the best things. Bees are making honey, and they are also brewing life; not for themselves, but for humans, they are brewing the sweetest life. Bees are small, but how noble they are!

Through the lychee forest, I gazed thoughtfully at the fields in the distance, where farmers were standing in the paddy fields, diligently transplanting rice seedlings. They were using their labor to build their own lives, and in fact, they were also making honey - brewing the honey of life for themselves, for others, and for future generations.

That dark night, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I turned into a little bee.