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It's delicious. Write a composition. Write about snails.

eat snails

"Bang bang-""Dang-!" "thud-!" Gee, why is the kitchen so busy? Oh, it turns out that the special uninvited snail is having a close contact with the iron pot. "It immediately became delicious on the tip of my tongue, and I am still so happy." I muttered to myself.

"Dinner's ready!" I shouted in unison with the skin. I saw a pot of snails flying out of the sky: I saw the snails with reddish green in the pot lying comfortably in the red soy sauce pool, glowing with attractive luster, embedded in the top of my head like a sucker, but some of them had fallen off. The hard shell is covered with ripples like a winding mountain road. Plumes of smoke from the mouth of the basin rose to the sky leisurely, and the smoke was mixed with a tangy smell! It's tempting.

I didn't care about a lady's demeanor, so I licked the saliva that had already broken my mouth and extended my claws to a red and big snail that had already been locked: "It should be delicious!"

I hold the snail, aim my lips at a hole, and with a squeak, a few drops of sweet juice flow into my mouth: "Mmm, it tastes good!" But how do you get only a few drops of saliva instead of delicious meat? Did you not use enough force to summon the meat? Keep trying!

in this way, I made a second attack on this snail. "Cheep-"I suddenly sucked again, and the meat finally nodded, but it shrank back like a little puss-head, much like an "otaku"!

the mother on the side spoke: "you little sample, do you still want to eat snails?" Even the method is wrong. Come, let me teach you. "

once mom teaches you, everything will be fine. I picked up a snail, looked it over first, then peeled off a piece of film, pointed my mouth at a hole, closed my eyes, sucked hard, and the head of the snail emerged. My mother gently bit it with her front teeth, and a little meat was eaten by her mother! One of the valiant soldiers became the underdog of my mother. Mom "squeaked-"ate six or seven in a few seconds as a warm-up.

I saw my mother eating with relish, and my heart itched. I picked up a snail, pointed it at my mouth and sucked it with a jerk. I sucked the whole snail in. Mom saw it and said with a smile, "You must pinch the snail with three fingers-you can be sure." According to my mother's method, I held the snail firmly with three fingers. When I sucked it, its little head was extremely reluctant to show up, much like a shy little girl, unwilling to leave the warm nest.

Mother said patiently, "Your method is not right. You should suck hard and quickly like jelly."

"Oh-"I tried what my mother taught me. When I saw that my head still didn't come out, I poked it with chopsticks, pressed it in like a compressed biscuit, and sucked it hard. It really succeeded. Although only a small head was eaten, it was very resilient and chewy like QQ candy. Through hard work, the snail finally became my underdog.

snails really live up to their reputation and are delicious. It's true: it's rare to taste it on earth just because it exists in the sky. You must try it when you have a chance. It will make your mouth water, thousands of feet.