我要给一只爬墙的小小蜗牛取一个好名字。那湿漉漉的墙角边,有一只小小的蜗牛,背着一块重重的外壳,伸出两条长长的触角,蠕动着肉条状的软软的身体,一会儿爬到东,一会儿爬到西,好像在锻炼身体似的!此时,墙角水池边的水流出来了,将蜗牛无情地冲回到原点。“这下你可知道水的厉害了吧!早知如此,还不如待在壳里舒舒服服地睡一觉呢。”我的心里,既有同情又有遗憾。 I’m going to give a good name to a little snail climbing a wall. On the wet corner, there was a small snail carrying a heavy shell with two long tentacles, crawling on a soft, meat-like body, then climbing to the east and then to the west, Seems to exercise like this! At this point, the corner of the pool water flow out of the snail ruthlessly rushed back to the origin. “This time you can know the power of the water it! Had known, might as well stay in the shell to sleep comfortably.” "My heart, both sympathetic and regrettable.