Snail bait said to me

Snail bait said to me

 

ItHybrid

2006-3-5

 

Once there was a chance to make me strong in front of me. I did not cherish it. I regret it when I lost it. This is the most painful thing in the world. If God could give me another chance, I would say three words to my shell: Let's go. If you have to add a deadline for this opportunity, I hope it was years ago!

When I was reading a book yesterday, the snail bait in my fish tank said something to me. He also told me about the bitter history of their family.

In fact, hundreds of millions of years ago, their (my ancestor) family was very powerful. They were as agile and physically as hard as they were. Unfortunately, they encountered an unprecedented disaster, which was unavoidable and solved by their bodies and wisdom. By chance, one of the wise men found a way to avoid this disaster, as long as they had been hiding in a shell. However, this disaster lasted for a long time. They could hide in the shell to avoid external threats. After a long time, they could not solve the problem of food and clothing, so they had to wander around for food.

The disaster has finally passed, but snails (just like people you said) are reluctant to lose their own rock shells. After more than a thousand years, the shells were connected to their bodies, and they could not be separated. They had more layers of protection, but what was serious was that their bodies were weak every day, the most serious thing is not physical, but the snails lose the martial spirit, do not improve their own quality through physical exercise, blindly rely on external factors. As a result, our generation has completely become software. Without this shell, we have no defense capability. We also regard her as our only reliance, no matter where we drift, we all need to carry her back. So now we have become synonymous with the words "slow action", "not enterprising", and "stream by flow.

Alas! If it wasn't for our ancestors who mistakenly carried the shell back to avoid the disaster, or after the disaster, we could realize that the shell had become a burden, and she would not be thrown away when she got into the body. Furthermore, even if we don't discard the enterprising spirit after we get into the body, how can we get so far? How much do I miss our glory at that time. There was a chance to make me strong...

However, people you think are not wise! Our shackles are on our bodies, but your shackles are both physical and spiritual. If you are lucky enough to get in touch with more things, you can still understand your own environment. Otherwise, you will mistakenly think that is the whole society from the tip of the iceberg. You will also curl up and get stuck, and you may not know it yet...

(No sound)

It turned out that the goldfish had struck, and the snails had no time to shrink their bodies. They had already entered the fish belly! Poor guy!

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