Snail, snail

One spring, on a moist grass, a small snail and his little friend caterpillar sister, the younger brother kept crawling forward, talking and laughing, where are they going...

"Dad, where are we going!" Childlike me, raised her head and asked the snail father. Dad pointed to the front and said, "There is the tallest red fruit tree on the hillside. There are the most delicious fruits and leaves on it. I can also appreciate the most beautiful scenery..." After listening, my friends and I cheered and agreed. Climb the red fruit tree.

"Caterpillar sister, wait for us." My brother and I shouted and chased after desperately. The caterpillar proudly returned and said to me: "Small snail, I don't want to put down your heavy shell. Look, my brother is faster than you." In order not to be overtaken, I left the shell without hesitation. Forward, close to the caterpillar, closer... Snail father's helpless face, carrying up the shell I discarded, walking forward, heavy footsteps.

In a blink of an eye, the cold winter is coming. His younger brother was taken back to the warm underground. Whenever the heavy rain passed, he occasionally saw him several times, and he quickly hurriedly left and returned to the ground. The caterpillar sister, who was taken away by her parents, has no news. Since the last parting, she has never seen each other.

I climbed forward alone and re-raised the heavy shell. This time, I couldn’t put it down again. I am wronged to ask the snail father: Why do I have to carry this hard and heavy shell? Dad: "Because our body has no bone support, we can only climb and climb fast. So protect this shell! Helping you carry it, you have to rely on yourself now."

I crawled silently, secretly understanding the loneliness and helplessness of growth. I am eager to be a partner of the present, I am happy with the time of joy, how I hope to get into the earth, comfortable and comfortable, and the four seasons into the spring; how eager to unload this nasty shell, and grow a pair of wings, flying to the long-awaited distance... However, I am a snail, and I have to continue to crawl forward slowly.

Year after year, I still kept crawling forward, and gradually understood, the sky, can't go, the earth can't drill, but I have a shell, there is a house belonging to me, many friends are doing it. And work hard.

In the autumn of a certain year, I kept crawling forward and crawling, but my footsteps were getting slower and slower. I was tired and tired. At this time, a beautiful butterfly flew in the sky and waved at me. Look, this is not a long-lost caterpillar sister. In the golden sun, waving colorful wings is even more beautiful than her butterfly parents. After many years of disappearing, she has become a dance, a graceful butterfly. She described to me the famous mountains and rivers that she flew over these years, right, and the red fruit tree that we had agreed to with now... At this time, my younger brother also found his head, enviously listening, in his There is a lovely little donkey next to it.

We listened, listened, and we couldn’t help but have tears in our eyes. We recalled the agreement of Zeng Jin, looking at the distant distance, and cherishing the original dream. There is a beautiful picture of the beautiful mountains and rivers in front of me. I saw a mountain, a river, and a red fruit tree. I tasted the red fruits and leaves on the tree... My cheeks began to inadvertently moist, but it was a bit strange, I obviously resisted, didn't cry, what's up?

a weekend morning...

"Hey, wake up, get up!" The wife woke me up at my bed. At this time, my son was playing on my face, and my mouth was still slobbering. Look at the time, oh! 9 o'clock! Speed ​​to get up, or the meeting is going to be late...