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In the morning after the rain, the air was still very humid, the street filled with a cool atmosphere, such a weather running, unknowingly found faster than the previous run, At the end, and Arthur took a break in the small park, by the way, the slow crawling snails on the sidewalk one by one into the grass, because just after the rain, the road snails are particularly many, as long as people do not pay attention, poor little snails will be trampled flat In the process of our rescue of snails, from time to time came the eyes of doubt, perhaps I and Arthur two people can only do their own little effort, perhaps can not save all the small lives, but my heart always echoed the words learned as a child: this one, I can save.

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