Magpie drinking water in a small puddle, he found a snail standing on the side of the puddle, he asked curiously: brother, what are you looking at? Snail sighed: want to cross the river, but the water is too deep.
Magpie listened to chirp a smile, frighten snail to shrink head to snail case in a hurry.
Magpie stopped laughing and pretended to tell snail warmly: to cross the river, let me help you build a bridge.
The snail leaned out his head with a smile on his face: great, how can I thank you for being a bridge expert like you?
The magpie said to the snail that you are welcome. When I built the magpie bridge for the Cowherd and the weaver girl, I didn't ask for any money. Magpie said, looking around for materials to build the bridge, he found a sharp long blade on the edge of the puddle. This thing is very strong for bridges.
Snail looked at this sharp blade: flat when the bridge is still very spacious.
Magpie with a sly smile, picks up the blade, and puts both ends on the edge of the pit. Then he stepped on it again, and the bridge trembled up and down.
No way, brother snail. It's flat. The bridge is not strong. You know, the three-dimensional top is a thousand jin. When you stand up, the blade will be upward. Magpie bad smile, and the sharp blade, blade up. After that, the two ends of the blade are fixed and compacted with two feet.
The bridge is built. Cross the bridge. Magpie thought, although you snail body has a hard shell, can walk with meat body, see how you live.
Magpie stood aside, waiting to see the joke of snail. Unexpectedly, snail even said a few thanks, really slowly climbed up the blade.
Magpie raised his heart to his throat. If he really cut the snail to death, what should he do? But the snail walked across the blade bridge in no hurry.
Magpie had to admire the courage of snail, he vigorously praised snail: you are really good! It's amazing. Snail said with a smile: in fact, it's not because of how brave I am, but because I have a group of elastic and tenacious gastropods composed of many small muscles under my abdomen. In addition, the glands in front of my gastropods can secrete a kind of mucus when I walk, which can also protect my feet from damage. To tell you the truth, if I didn't have a pair of durable abdomen and feet, if it wasn't for the mucus I secreted, the blade bridge you built would have broken me to pieces.
Snail's words, let magpie shameless, he was embarrassed to fly away, did not even say hello.