Butterflies can fly and the sky will protect them; Earthworms can drill the soil, and the land will protect it; What about me? I'm just a weak snail! Mother said, "We can't rely on the sky or the ground, so we have a shell!" " "

Oh! Shell, right? ..... that heavy and ugly shell, right? I will be happier without a shell! I have never asked myself this question again and again. I tried to get rid of that heavy shell again and again, but the sting made me have to give up …

I dragged my tired body to my mother. "I want to fly … I want to jump … I want to …" Tears rolled down my cheeks like beads. "Son, we can't rely on the sky or the ground. We have to rely on ourselves!" Mom said meaningfully.

On your own … since you can't change it, make good use of this shell! I laugh and work with my friends, and my life is very happy.

Until one day ... "Yo! It's a small snail! " It's Sister Butterfly's voice. "Good morning, Sister Butterfly!" I said with a smile. "Little snail, you walk faster and faster! Why not try climbing the mountain? " Sister butterfly smiled, that's right! Why don't I want to climb the mountain? This is a good opportunity to see the achievements of my cultivation!

The next morning, the rooster crowed for the second time. I have been out of the door and embarked on a mountaineering trip. At first, I walked around, humming a little song, and I was very happy. Before long, I was out of breath. I thought about giving up again and again, but I thought of the encouragement of my peers and my inner call, and I had the courage to go on. I found it. . I'm beginning to like this shell.

I don't know how many roads I walked, but the night came quietly. Suddenly, it began to rain heavily. I quickly shrank into the shell, which was warm and comfortable, and I soon fell asleep.

At dawn, I have got up and continued my mountaineering trip! The ground became wet after a rain last night. It may be a problem for others, but it is the best gift for snails who love humidity!

Finally! I climbed to the top of the mountain before dusk. Joy is hard to hide! I made it! Mom! I made it! I know that I have only taken a small step, and there are still many "mountains" ahead. But this step is also a big step.

I am a happy snail.

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