It's worth it

On a cloudy day, a girl in a school uniform was trying to use a wooden stick to pick up a long worm that was tumbling and struggling. I know, this is not a beautiful picture, but when I finish telling the story, your thoughts may change.

That afternoon when the sky was full of gray clouds, I walked towards home alone, and poplar trees kept beating the muddy and slightly gray air with branches and leaves, as if urging me to do something. When I walked downstairs, my eyes suddenly fixed on a dying earthworm. It was covered with mud. Obviously, it had fought with the rain in the heavy rain of the previous day. At this time, it was lying halfway. On the dry red brick floor, it seemed lifeless. My heart is a little tight, this is also life, let alone a life dying! Out of pity for it, I ran to the bushes and pulled the bushes, trying to find a suitable branch to save the earthworms.

I squatted down slowly, moved slowly, and slowly stretched out the branch in my hand, but then retracted back like an electric shock. Trying again, I touched the earthworm with a branch, and it immediately rolled nervously. It changed from a "corpse" back to a disgusting pink bug. I muttered in my heart "Really-disgusting-heart!" But since I was determined to save it, I couldn't give up. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and fiddle with it again, trying to pick up the twisting strip. However, this ignorant earthworm did not appreciate at all, struggling desperately, making me almost want to crush it to death. "No!" The less it cooperates, the more I have to get it back into the soil. I picked it up with a small tree tip and walked a few steps quickly. It fell to the ground as soon as it moved, but I didn't give up. try again. After tossing a few times, I was exhausted and finally threw the exhausted earthworm back into the soil. After it fell to the ground, it stopped moving, but after a while, it began to lively again, squirming slowly on the black soil, as if kissing its native land, and as if it was moving towards every root on the ground. Xiaocao announced that it had gone home. I stood watching and smiled.

The sky was still cloudy, but the air seemed to brighten up, because my heart brightened up, I did a good thing and learned to persevere. Although the earthworms who escaped from the dead might not know the thanks, but it was worth it for me to do it, wasn't it?