Modern Poems of Snails

Modern Poems of Snails 1 Sun

The heat source of life

What about you?

Hide in the shadows

Just for

The dim love of fireflies

I refused.

the light of love

OMD orchestra

Reject light

But also suffered

The Course of Suffering

Be born with

No bones

But take it with you.

A thick shell

cold

Hide in the house and sleep.

It's very hot

There is a loud snoring in the room

thirsty

The sweetness of drinking dew.

hungry

The delicacy of a meal was left behind.

Walk through the knife mountain

Smoothing the injustice.

Leave a tear

Record a difficult journey with powerlessness

The eagle flew to the height of the pyramid.

You crawl to measure.

Enjoy the distant scenery from a height.

More beautiful scenery and footprints are worth cherishing.

look up

Look into the distance

Keep your head down

Eliminate haste

appreciate

Slow water flow

appreciate

The leisure of white clouds

The burden

The warm nest of love

rotate

Jiao Ling of love.

Love

draw out

put forward

wide stretches of

slow

think

patience

guide

A stern father

Pointed out the direction

mother

Warm the atrium

Loader.

You climbed out of lightness.

be lax

You walk a long distance.

Modern Poetry of Snail 2: This snail without shell must be set free.

I said to myself for two days,

Snails with long soft bodies.

Finally, on the third morning, I held it with a yellow post-it note.

Take the 9-story elevator downstairs,

Put it on a green leaf.

I watched its reaction carefully,

But you lost patience and walked away,

Meaningless!

Why do I have to observe so deliberately,

I can't help feeling ashamed.

But when I got up, I caught a warm and fragrant breeze.

White butterflies and cicadas also appeared in unison.

I looked up at the sky,

Clouds keep covering the sun,

The sun keeps pouring sunlight through the cracks,

How wonderful and rapidly changing everything is!

Suddenly I feel that I have a beautiful similarity with snails.

We all lost a precious thing!

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Snails without shells (2)

Be sure to release this snail without a shell.

I said to myself for two days,

Snails with long soft bodies.

How cute and small it is,

I should know more,

See what grass it suits.

Inadvertently found that it was just a snail-like slug,

Like dirty and wet disgusting pests!

I feel cheated,

Somebody sprinkle some salt!

God, those two sticky tentacles make me sick!

Are two long black lines on the back a sign of deformity and hermaphroditism?

Total and complete disgust!

I want to know why there is such a strong change.

I look at the roses that I water carefully every day.

I think if one day I find out that its name is not rose,

This doesn't mean love,

Will I let it die of thirst?

The flowing clouds before the rainstorm are particularly lively and rich.

Good man in disguise!

Pretend to lose our shells while playing.