Snail's miracle

The sky is blue, there is no cloud, and the sun shines directly on the earth. In such a hot situation, the earth opened its mouth wide and waited for the rain of heaven. In the air, an eagle soars in the sun. It has powerful wings, but it quickly gets out of breath.

"Snoring! I will take a break!" The eagle said to himself, "Hey? There is a pyramid there, just for me to rest." After that, the strength of the wing fan became smaller, and the pyramid was firmly grasped. On the tip, "Hey! This big clod is too hot!" the eagle screamed. So, it began to cool down its own fan.

At this moment, from the side of the eagle, there was a small voice. "Noisy, noisy, scared me. What fan, I am going to fall, I have to give up!" The eagle took off its wings and turned to look at the eyes. It was so fast that it could not be closed. It was discovered at this time that there was a silver flash on the sunny side of the pyramid, perhaps... it looked down and scared, and a snail moved slowly toward the tip of the tower. When the snail climbed the tip of the pyramid, it said: "I am exhausted! This broken pyramid is too high! It took me several months to climb up. Just right, this big guy covered me with the sun." The eagle was surprised I thought: I was too tired to fly for a few minutes; how did this little thing come up?

The eagle sorted out the messy feathers, a very graceful shelf, and sneakly asked the snail: "Little guy, you are so interesting, who brought you up?" The snail looked up and smiled: "Ha ha! Just kidding? This is my own effort to climb up. Besides, if anyone wants to slap me, my house and my life will definitely be over."

"How is this possible?" Xiong said with distrust: You are crawling so slowly, your body is so weak, climbing up such a high pyramid, isn't it a fantasy?

This time, the snail answered the eagle very politely: "Eagle Big Brother, why do you understand that the matter is so late? I am very slow and my body is very weak, but after unremitting efforts, I persist in the end, the stream gathers the river, The river is finally injected into the lake; I am also the same, insisting on a little progress every day, which is a few days, months, years, even decades, I will always climb the tip of the pyramid to create a surprising Miracle. I am tired, take a break." Then the snails retracted into the shell and no longer heard. The eagle also fell into meditation.

The next day, the eagle kept on moving for a moment, insisting on crossing the sun that was not traversed by other hawks.

The same is true of life. No matter how weak and how slow you are, as long as you work tirelessly and surpass yourself, you will reach the unprecedented limit like a snail, create the glory of life and create a miracle of life.

Second day: sundanjun415