The little snail said to his mother, "Why do we have to take the house when we go out?" Mother snail said, "How nice it is to bring a house." Whenever you want to have a rest, you can sleep comfortably in your own home. "
The little snail said, "But we can't go to many places and do many things like others." I want to go out, there is no house. Mother snail said, "Never do this." "
The little snail threw away the house and went out to find a new one.
The little snail saw aunt earthworm digging, and asked, "Aunt earthworm, where do you live when you go out?"
Aunt earthworm said, "I can drill around in the soil and go wherever I want." When I have a rest, wherever I go, there is my home. "
The little snail said, "I can be as good as you." Said, and he also learned to drill soil from aunt earthworm, but he couldn't get in. Aunt earthworm smiled and said, "You see, my head is harder than my body, and it is fast and easy to drill soil." The snail sighed and said, "Why don't I have a hard head?"
The little snail continued to look for a new house. He saw the ladybug flying over and asked, "Sister Ladybug, where do you live when you go out?"
Ladybug said, "I have a thin armor on my back and a pair of wings under it." When I want to fly, I spread my wings and fly where I want to go. " When I rest, my wings are folded, my body is shrunk into my armor, and my armor has become my home. "
The little snail said, "I can be as good as you, but I don't have armor and wings."
The little snail continued to look for a new house. He saw the centipede striding over and asked, "Brother centipede, where do you live when you go out?"
The centipede said, "I have many feet under my body." If I put a little force on each foot, I can run very fast. " When I rest, my feet shrink under my body, and my body becomes my bed. There is still a burr on the surface of my body. When I rest, the burrs stand up and become curtains, which is both wind and rain. That's my house. "
The little snail said, "I can be as good as you, but I don't have so many feet and burrs."
The little snail continued to look for a new house. Hua, it's raining heavily. The little snail was soaked through by the rain. He was afraid and sad. It rained harder and harder, and many streams formed on the ground. Small snails are floating around in the stream. He burst into tears with fear.
"Good boy, don't cry, mom is coming." Little snail's mother came and brought him a house.
The little snail is lying in his house, which is really comfortable. Mother snail said, "Everyone has his own specialty, but we can't throw it away."
"I see," said the little snail. Our specialty is that we can carry the house around. "