七个小矮人住在山里。妈妈给他们起名字的时候,嫌费脑子,给他们统一编了号,从矮一排到矮七。他们的门前,种着一棵高高的苹果树。他们盼望着,盼望着,门前苹果树上的苹果终于熟了,红彤彤的,挂满枝头。七个小矮人来到树下,闻着香甜的苹果味,嘴里都流出了口水。“可我们不会爬树,个头又太矮,怎样才能吃到树上的苹果呢?”矮人们郁闷极了。一只饥饿的小蜗牛,背着重重的壳,顺着苹果树 Seven dwarves live in the mountains. When my mother gave them a name, I baffled my mind and gave them a uniform number, ranging from short row to short one. In front of them, they planted a tall apple tree. They looked forward and looked forward to seeing the apple in front of the apple tree finally ripe, glowing, covered with branches. The seven dwarves came under the tree, smelling the sweet apple flavor, and all their mouths shed saliva. “But we will not climb trees, tall and short, how can we eat the apple tree?” "The dwarfs are extremely depressed. A hungry little snail carrying heavy shells down the apple tree