Snails and Dragonflies It's an afternoon in July of the lunar calendar. The cicada shouted "It's so hot" in the branch. The grass hung its head and was too lazy to make any noise. The wind hides in the mountains. On a meadow, a snail surnamed Zeng is explaining the common sense of summer vacation to a group of small snails. At this time, a dragonfly lady named Feifei was wearing a green skirt and poking around in the grass, her bright eyes flashing. Mr. Snail glanced at him, embarrassed to say hello to Miss Feifei, and went on. Miss Feifei lingered for a while and then walked away. Several old snails who were taking a nap in the grass just woke up and saw Miss Feifei coming from Mr. Guo, and they immediately chatted. "Ha ha, I can't hold it!" "Boy, I have had a lot of happiness!" "Miss Feifei, it's so cool here. Come here!" Miss Feifei walked away without paying attention. This was even worse, and soon snails and dragonflies on several hills nearby knew about it. And getting better and better. Later, there was a version: last year, everyone saw the snail holding the dragonfly Feifei, and Feifei also shouted "It hurts me, will you be lighter!" When the old man finished speaking, he immediately found that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, but he didn't take it to heart. I'm just curious about Feifei's behavior just now If you want to listen to me, why did you leave at once! Is there any other meaning? Anyway, people who fly really don't like and hate me. I am so bloated and so small; Apart from a little common sense of life, I have always lacked the means of life. What do people see in me? Probably Feifei is just curious, confused and bold, and doesn't know how to be awesome. Oh, fly, fly, I'm satisfied that you don't hate me. Do you dare to expect anything? Of course, I still have to be grateful. Just find a place to chat. As for what others say, let him go.