I learned to be strong

The sudden heavy rain seems to hear my heart, the anxiety of learning, the emptiness of life, and the incomprehension of the family make me feel deeply in the mud.

At this time, a small snail in the corner stunned my thoughts flying in the sky. He was slowly moving with his heavy house. I looked at it. You are really small and poor. If you don’t care, you can ignore it. The existence of my eyes is full of disdain and ridicule for you. But I saw a white trace left on the wall washed by the rain. Is this the sweat you left behind? Your weak body swayed up and down, and the wall washed by the rain was very slippery. Even if you were in the same place, you barely climbed up and did not stop.

Watching you climb halfway and slide down, happy and admirable, can't bear to see your tired look decided to help you. "Hey, little guy." I loved you and took you up to the heights, but you seem to be irritated by my infringement without permission. I am trying to escape everywhere, trying to escape, already at the peak. You barely climbed to the end of the snow-white traces and continued to move forward. Somehow I felt a little admiration for you.

The rainbow frame is on the horizon, and the spotted water on the road is very bright. Close your eyes and feel the fresh air. Where did the little snail run? Look up and look proud. You raise your mouth and stand at the top. You proudly prove to me your dignity and your ability to be strong.

It’s this little snail. He is strong and alive, working hard and living reluctantly. With his own actions, the inspiring horn was blown.

But I, but for the little things in my life, how can I be worthy of the giants compared with the small snails! The little snail remembers you, and I know how strong it is.

Fifth grade: Xu Jingchen