雨后,天放晴了,孩子们在校园里尽情欢乐。没多久,几个男孩大呼小叫着进来:“老师,老师,蜗牛!”平生最厌虫子之类,尤其是那滑腻腻、软乎乎的虫子,但“盛情”难却,礼节性地瞥一下是必须的。只是一瞥……咦,大小不一,丰腴的,略显憨态;瘦小的,却也玲珑。居然还色彩各异,全不是印象中灰头土脸的模样。也是,记忆中,似乎不曾正眼瞧过它们呢,只是想当然。忍不住又瞄了几眼,这些小东西,慢悠悠蠕动着,旁若无人,淡定从容得很 After the rain, the sky cleared, and the children enjoyed themselves on campus. Not long after, a few boys screamed and came in: “Teacher, teacher, snail!” "The most tired of insects in life, especially the greasy, soft insects, but A glance at courtesy is a must. Just a glance ... 咦, different sizes, plump, slightly naive; thin, but also exquisite. Actually also different colors, are not impressed in appearance. Also, in memory, it seems that they have not seen them, just taken for granted. Could not help but glanced again and again, these small things, slowly creeping, as if no one calm calm calmly