In spring, the snail metropolis wakes up not because of hunger, but because of some mysterious desire.
A snail searching for love on the earth is like a lonely walker. It wriggles aimlessly, looks around, sniffs the west, and walks forward without being discouraged. The dribs and drabs of mucus behind it constitute its love heart. Once he finds something he likes, he will climb to it quickly, but most of the time, it is an illusion ... the road to love in front of the snail is difficult and far away. In the vast field, it is difficult for two snails to meet as far as possible, and it is also difficult to strike while the iron is hot. ...
snail
I'm not used to the new beginning in 2006. Hehe, it doesn't matter. I'm just writing a story. Stories don't care about time.
There is a little snail who lives in a dark and humid place and comes out at night.
At first glance, this seems to be a very bad environment. Moreover, the snail's biological clock is in a mess. We blink our eyes and abandon this lifestyle. However, we can only make decisions for ourselves, not for others. Snails live alone, mixed with sorrow and joy. In fact, only humans are the loneliest people in the world. Humans always live in a compact community and always like to call friends. Humans always like to find excuses to weave a reason for a party.
Snails live in the jungle. There are all kinds of animals. The law of the jungle makes it shrink in the bushes. This shrub is moist and lush, and has a special plant fragrance. The soil here is soft and sticky, which makes it feel like a duck to water. Snails can't leave this land because it is wet and stable. Its life can't stand cold, hot and dry. The freedom given by the creator, at first,
Sometimes snails get confused and scared. In strange soil, in the face of deja vu, it even wants to go back to the past. There are parents and friends there. There is a smile and care. It is very warm there. In fact, the land is not far away, but in this short journey, there is its sweat and its bitterness of leaving home. And parents have already turned into wet soil in this sticky land. Just like itself, moist, warm and kind.
Life always goes on. A small snail, like a seed, is cleverly ignored by other animals. In this way, its life is calm and waveless. It often envies those powerful animals. The creator didn't give it eagle wings or cheetah bodies. Is it unfair? These powerful animals can go far away as long as they can fly and run. There may be miracles in those places. The little snail has never seen them and will never see them. It crawls slowly and has poor physical strength. Even if it is lucky enough to accompany the eagle to a mysterious distance, it will die because of the complicated living environment.
The creator saw the suffering of the world. He gave the snail something to be proud of. It's just that creators are often silent and unwilling to speak. He waited for the snail to find it himself and expected it to know how to cherish it.
For many years, little snails wandered around all the bushes. It almost walked through the whole jungle, which was the last limit. Don't be afraid, it's always happy. In the repeated trek, it becomes clearer. Once, an eagle landed beside it and the wind from the ground blew it over. Without saying a word, the eagle watched the painful and grinning animal, and his face was full of envy. Wandering eagle, wandering eagle,
Yes, the creator gave the little snail a mobile home. No matter where it goes, its home is always on its back. Perhaps, in hiking, the little snail has already had such a strong home in his heart. Who says snails are lonely?