God gave me a task, asking me to take a snail for a walk.
I can't walk too fast,
The snail has tried its best to crawl,
Why is it always a little bit slower every time?
I urged it, I fooled it, I blamed it,
The snail looked at me with apologetic eyes,
As if to say: "I have tried my best!"
I pulled it, I pulled it, and even kicked it,
The snail was injured, it sweated, panted, and crawled forward...
It's strange, why did God ask me to lead a snail for a walk?
"Oh God! Why?" There was silence in the sky.
"Oh, maybe God has caught the snail!" Okay! Let go!
Since God doesn't care, why should I care?
Let the snail crawl forward while I sulk in the back.
Hey, I smell the fragrance of flowers. It turns out there is a garden here.
I feel the breeze. It turns out the breeze at night is so gentle.
Hold on! I hear birds chirping, I hear insects chirping.
I saw how bright the stars in the sky were!
Hey, why didn't I have such a delicate experience before?
I suddenly remembered, could I be wrong?
It was God who asked a snail to lead me for a walk.
