Why is the snail troubled?

Once upon a time there was a snail

who lived on a lettuce leaf. It has a small house, but for some reason, there is no number on the door. It thought gloomily: "It's probably because of this that the postman never comes to my house."

The snail waits and waits every day, but never receives even a letter. So, it gets all the news from the rooster. As for the rooster, he heard it from the poplar tree. Maybe you want to ask, where did you hear about poplar trees? It was heard from the wind blowing over the houses in the fields.

"Yes, as long as I have a house number, the postman will definitely deliver the letter!" the snail said to himself. It sat and thought for a while: "Maybe I have to move before I receive the letter."

The next day, the snail left the lettuce leaf and set off. It crossed the road slowly but surely. Suddenly, there was a terrible roar, and a large car drove towards it. What to do with the snail? It thought in panic: "The car is going to run over me!" Just when it was about to be crushed, someone lifted it up high. The snail stretched out its tentacles and shivered with fear. It thought, could it be that it was flying on its own? At this moment, a little girl spoke to it. The little girl's name is Joanne.

"You silly snail, what are you thinking about? It's not safe to lie in the middle of the road!"

"I long for a house number." The snail replied distressedly.

"Is that all?" Joanne asked, "Then I'll make one for you in the future. Come find me when you have time. I live on the top floor of an apartment in this neighborhood."

The little girl gently put down the snail, turned and walked away.

Before long, the rooster, the poplar tree, and the wind all heard about the snail's adventure.

"I'm about to have a house number," Snail boasted happily, "Joanne promised to make one for me."

"Bah! Snail is a liar. Joanne hasn't gone to school yet.

How can I make a house number if I can’t write at all?” Rooster laughed.

"I'm not a liar." Snail argued that Joanne had promised. I will prove that I did not lie. I'm going to see Joanne and ask her to write down the house number and bring it back to me. Just wait and see. "

So the snail started slowly and carefully. It climbed up the wall of the apartment. The wall was so steep that it could only climb very slowly. It took a whole week He just climbed to the second floor. However, he didn't care. Sooner or later, he would have his own house number. Week after week, he climbed up and climbed up to the tenth floor. On Joanne's glass window.

The little girl is inside. She puts on her coat, puts on her schoolbag, and goes to school.

The snail is so happy. Forgetting to write down the house number, he hurriedly turned around and climbed down the high wall. After a few weeks, he returned to the ground and stood next to the rooster.

"Don't worry about me." Call it a liar, you said Joanne hasn't gone to school yet," Snail panted, "actually she is in school. She is very busy, otherwise she would definitely make a door sign for me! She has gone to school, so of course she can write!"

"Oh

I know she has gone to school," said the rooster, "but that doesn't prove that she can do it. addition. Ask the poplar tree, it has the best information. It heard from the wind that Joanne even got two plus two wrong. That wind often knocks on the glass window of the little girl’s house!”

“Nonsense! You are mistaken! cried the snail, "Joanne is indeed in school, and can read and write." I'll go see it myself again. ”

The snail is on the road again, not afraid of danger at all. It climbs up, climbs, and climbs non-stop. Winter is coming, it’s so cold. Oh, the snail, exhausted after crawling for a long time, finally Climbing up to the tenth floor, I saw Joanne's room.

The glass window was covered with frost. The snail had to blow some air to melt away some of the frost.

< p> The little girl was inside. There was a textbook spread out on the desk.

She was writing.

The snail wanted to see clearly, but the window became blurry again. . Look, that's right, Joanne was doing arithmetic. The snail saw her doing calculations and said: "Five plus three, minus six, plus two, equals four."

”

The snail was so excited that he really wanted to call out to the poplar tree and tell it the good news. However, it was winter now, and the poplar tree had lost all its leaves, and it could hear nothing but the whistling wind. Missing. The snail climbed to the balcony, huddled up in the cold, and hid in a flower pot.

"I will climb down again when spring comes." "The snail thought to himself, "I want to say it to the wind, to the poplar trees, and to the rooster, so that they lie. I want to tell them how I saw Joanne do arithmetic. The little girl's calculation was absolutely correct! "?

In this way, the snail fell into a sweet dream.

It slept for a long time and missed the spring. When it woke up, it was already summer, and the sun hung high in the sky.

The snail wiped its eyes and set off to return to the ground.

When it saw the rooster and the poplar branches full of green leaves, it shouted: "Listen, everyone, listen. . I'm not a liar, absolutely not! Joanne can read, write and count, so she can definitely write the house number for me!"

The rooster laughed at it: "Hi

Silly snail, you are a liar, Joanne is not at home at all . She is away on vacation. "

"That's not true! You lied. I saw her sitting behind the desk with my own eyes, and I'm going to confirm it. ”

So, the snail set off again and embarked on a long journey. The weather was so hot that it climbed up, and the sun was shining directly downward, so it had to stop and rest every time it climbed. There was no wind. , the leaves of the poplar tree were motionless. One fine morning, the snail reached the top floor again and pressed its face against the glass window. It was about to call out to Joanne, but the little girl just picked up her schoolbag and hurried to school. .

"Oh, these liars

" murmured the snail, "they always tell nonsense in front of me that Joanne can't do arithmetic

said She went on vacation, but she was at home

and still in school. I have to go down and tell them, call them the world's biggest liars. "

In this way, the snail crookedly climbed down the straight high wall again and came to the rooster's fence.

The snail took a gentle breath and was about to shout loudest at the rooster. The liar suddenly felt that he was being lifted up.

"Old friend Snail, what's going on?"

So Snail told the truth. How the little girl climbed up and down, exhausted, just to prove that she was not lying.

Joanne smiled: "They are not making up nonsense. There was a time when I really didn’t know how to read; there was a time when I really wasn’t good at reading. So, the rooster is telling the truth. I did go on vacation, but now I'm back home and going to school again. "

"Oh

Dear, I was lying"

"No, you didn't lie. What you told was also true, but by the time you told it, things had changed. I used to not go to school, but that changed later; I used to be bad at reading and writing, but then I changed..."

"Then how can I say, oh, to be precise What's the truth?" Snail asked for advice.

"Actually, this is also very easy. Don't speak in general terms. You have to say, for example, four months ago or ten weeks ago, in short, you have to say clearly when and when there was a little girl or boy, or there will be such and such!"

< p> "So simple? Then I'll just do it. "Snail is no longer distressed.

After this, Snail always tries to be clear and specific, and people no longer call him a liar.

Of course, later Joanne actually wrote a house number for it...

Snail's friends all said that Snail lied, and the little girl would not make a house number for Snail. So, Snail said that the friends lied. Who is lying? In fact, none of them lied, but things are constantly changing and developing. The snail crawls too slowly. When it brings the news to its partners, things change again. The little girl finally helps the snail. I made a house sign, thanks to Snail’s own attitude of not giving up.

Snail’s Trouble