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昨晚下了一场大雨。早晨，湿漉漉的水泥地面上长出了许多蜗牛。大人们匆匆走过时，一不小心就会听到脚底下咔嚓一声脆响，一只蜗牛的房子就会变成天使的翅膀飞走了。看到这些不遵守交通规则的小东西傻乎乎地呆在人来人往的马路上，我心里很着急，我要把它们转移到安全的地方去。 It rained heavily last night. In the morning, many snails grow on the wet concrete floor. When adults hurry by, they will hear a click under their feet, and a snail's house will become an angel's wing and fly away. Seeing these little things that don't obey the traffic rules stay on the road of people, I'm worried. I'm going to move them to a safe place. 我摘了一片树叶托在手心里，把蜗牛捏起来放在叶子上，然后把它们集中到一块方砖上。一会儿功夫就捡了大大小小几十只蜗牛。它们从灰色小房子里伸出柔软的湿润的身体，在绿色的叶片上慢慢地蠕动，爬过的地方留下一道道亮晶晶的痕迹，它们挥舞着长长的触角，好像是在互相打招呼，又象是在品尝可口的美味，我突然有一种大宴群牛的自豪感。我要继续给它们找到真正的家。 I picked a leaf and held it in my hand. I pinched the snail and put it on the leaf. Then I concentrated them on a square brick. After a while, I picked up dozens of snails, big and small. They stretched out their soft and moist bodies from the small gray house, wriggled slowly on the green leaves, leaving traces of bright crystal on the places they climbed. They waved long antennae, as if they were greeting each other, as if they were tasting delicious food. I suddenly felt a sense of pride of the cattle at the feast. I'm going to continue to find them real homes. | 
