Chapter 9: The Rose Tree and the Little Snail
A beautiful garden is surrounded by a row of hazelnut trees like a fence, which encloses the garden in the middle, like the protector of the garden, and makes the garden even more beautiful. In the distance are vast fields of crops and green meadows, on which many cattle and sheep graze leisurely. In the very center of the garden, a sturdy rose tree is full of gorgeous flowers, and against the backdrop of green leaves, it looks like a slim girl. Under the rose tree lived a very lazy snail, which shrunk itself up all day and night, and lay motionless in its small house.
Be patient, I'm very good, but it's not time for me to show myself!The snail said loudly, "I don't just produce a little milk like other animals, and I don't just produce some useless flowers like some flower trees, what I create is incomparable to anyone, I am the most capable person in the world!"After listening to the snail's words, the rose tree said, "I am full of hope for you." However, I would like to ask you a question, when will your great creations appear?”
The snail replied slowly: "Your temperament is too anxious, if you want to do something big, you should think carefully first, and then plan slowly, don't you know, you can't do anything in a hurry, let alone a big thing like me." "A year passed quickly, and the snail under the rose tree did not change even a little bit of where it lived.
When the spring sun shines on the earth, it still basks lazily. Under the bath of spring breeze, spring rain and spring light, the rose tree has grown many buds, and the fragrant and beautiful flowers bloom all over the rose tree. At this point, the snail only moved its stiff body, moved its tentacles, and then fell asleep motionlessly.
Alas!It's been a year, but nothing has changed, everything is the same, it's really been a year in vain, the rose tree is still blooming with its flowers that will never change, and everything else is the same, it's so boring!The snail chattered.
Soon, both spring and summer slipped away quietly, and it was time for the cool autumn season. The rose tree still has buds on it, and there are still some sporadic flowers. At last it was bitterly cold winter, when the snow was falling and the air was cold and wet, and the rose tree lowered its head, and the lazy snail had already taken refuge in his little house.
Soon, spring arrived for another year. The rose tree sticks out its little head-like shoots and leaves, and the snail crawls out of its small house to bask in the sun.
Rose!You've become a useless old tree!Your life is almost over. It's a question worth considering that you've given all to this greedy human, but it's not working at all, but I've never thought of it before. Now you have to understand that you haven't really given anything for your future, otherwise you would never be what you are now. I said that these are all true and true, can you not believe it?Your leaves will soon be gone, and only the dead branches of the light will remain, can you understand what I am saying?The snail said triumphantly.
I'm terrified to hear you say this!Rosetree sighed, "I really never thought about that. ”
Indeed, you are too lazy to do things, and you never turn your brain when doing things, you should think about it, what is the purpose of your flowering?How do your flowers come out?Can you change your appearance?The snail said confidently.
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I really didn't think about these issues!The rose tree was a little ashamed and said, "But what can I do but bloom happily?"Grandpa Sun gave me warm sunshine, Aunt Air gave me a refreshing space, and I could also drink sweet nectar and refreshing rainwater. I breathe in the breath of nature and I thrive!Uncle Dirt is constantly injecting energy into my body underground, and there are kind people in the air who are giving me energy, can I not be satisfied and happy in such an environment?Therefore, I want to never stop blooming to repay those kind people, my life can only be like this, it cannot be changed!”
You're really going to enjoy the days so comfortable. The snail said.
It's really like this, I have what I deserve!Rosetree sighed, "But, you have so much more than I do!."You are a diligent and thoughtful little guy, you are very talented, you can make all human beings marvel at you!”
I never thought about that. The snail said proudly, "Humans have nothing to do with me anymore, so should I have something to do with them?"I can't even think about some of my own questions, so what else do I do!”
However, we live in a big family of the world, so it is necessary to take out what we should come up with, and it is necessary to take out everything we need to do to the best of our ability!Although I only give some flowers, but you get so much from the world, and you don't want to give a little bit to this world, have you ever thought of giving something?”
Do I still have to give anything?What can I give?The only thing I can give to this world is the spit in my mouth!This world is long dead, I have nothing to do with this world, and you can only bloom those boring flowers, what can you do other than these?Those hazelnut trees just never change to grow those ugly hazelnuts!Those cows and sheep will only produce a little milk, but they are all for others. And I am in my body, I will always just belong to myself, I can only stay in my body and sleep, I have long been separated from any relationship with human beings!With that, the snail returned to his small house and slowly closed the door.
I've never seen anyone like this, sad!"I really can't imagine what it's like to be forever cut off from the world."I will always do what I have to do, and that is to produce the most beautiful roses. No regrets even if all my petals will be blown off by the wind!For I once saw a beautiful woman who treasured my lovely rose in her most precious book of poems, a beautiful maiden who wore it in her hair, and those happy, lovely children kissed it. All this has brought me joy, brought me happiness, and they will always be in my mind because they are the ones that make up my life!”
The rose tree still bears her happy flowers. And the isolated snail is forever shrunk into the comfort of his own home and sleeps.
Time passed year after year. The snail has long been forgotten and turned into a lump of mud lying in the dirt, and the rose tree has turned into a pile of dust. Even the cherished rose faded and died, but many new roses grew in the garden, more and more beautiful roses bloomed, and of course new snails were born. They are still spitting in the comfort of their own house, and the world has long abandoned them!
Kids, do you need me to read this story again from the beginning?But either way, it won't change much.
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