The snail gave up and became a passer-by of life.
The golden autumn that made me grow up, the snail shell that was trampled here, gradually sent me to the mature golden autumn. On the wall, there is a snail. It sticks its head out and gradually stretches its neck, enjoying the exposure of the sun, without danger. Its two small tentacles swing from side to side, so it has always been a lazy snail! I walked over, blocked the light of imagining it, picked up a dead branch and poked it at its soft body. With a whoosh, it retracted its head.
I waited quietly, and after a while, it unexpectedly showed an antenna, but there was no comfort. The frightened child curled up in the quilt and tucked his neck in it. I picked up the branch and poked it, and it retracted the antenna again.
For a long time, it has been quietly hiding in the shell and hiding in my shadow. Forget it, poor little thing. I moved my steps gently and looked not far away. I saw the sun shining on its shell, but it was completely reflected back. I just looked at it. Ten minutes later, it still didn't move. You can run away, I said in my heart, I won't hurt you. I was about to walk for another ten minutes when I saw the dog walking leisurely stepping on it. With the rhythmic movement of those four legs, I can hear the pain of my skin!
I was shocked that it could escape! I walked over and looked down at its sticky body sticking to its small shell. Because it gave up the chance to escape, it didn't try, so it gave up the colorful life.
Not every place is like a colorful garden, but Zhang Qian tried and wrote the chronicle of his mission to the western regions. Not every road is like a flat ice surface, but Magellan tried and interpreted the legend of traveling around the world.
Not every tree has invention and inspiration, but Newton tried and brought out the law of gravity that shocked the world. Life is not smooth sailing, smooth sailing. The snail gave up trying and only became a passer-by of life. ...