无论什么时候，小蜗牛都在期盼传来“嘭咚！嘭咚！”的脚步声，这像是他弱小的心脏发出强烈的跳动。又像是一段令人兴奋感动的节奏，贯穿了他整个曾经长久沉寂的生活。

　　No matter when it was, the little snail was expecting the sounds of footsteps, which was like the strong beat of his weak heart, and also like an exciting and touching rhythm running through his once long and lonely life.

　　每当夕阳将落时，小蜗牛仿佛能想像自己也高高腾空而起，在空中划过一道有力的弧线，飞过那峡谷。

　　Every day when the sun went down, the little snail seemed to be able to imagine that he could also jumped high and fly over the canyon with a strong arc in the sky.

　　他的心灵仿佛获得了一双有力的长腿。

　　As if he had got a pair of strong long legs in his heart.

　　第一次离家 The first time of leaving the shell.

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