Cicadas, screaming and screaming in the summer! For what? Who knows, we can only hear the annoying screams, occasionally catch one or two with folded wings, put them in our hands, and listen to their mournful chirping.

Their lives are very limited, and they pass by in a hurry, but they have to go through a very painful molt, and every cicada that flies and sings in the trees is very lucky, and they escape from the ghost of death.

In the darkness of the night, one by one, they crawled out of the dirt, escaped from the capture of humans, climbed to the treetops, and began a painful and long metamorphosis!

Enduring the torn flesh of the body, leaving the hard shell, the freshly drawn body trembling in the night, they had to struggle to adapt to the environment, waiting for the sun to rise and grow another armor.

Snakes, an animal that terrified me, but I have to admire its courage, they have to go through calamities every time they grow, and the layers of snake molts are proof of this.

Growing up from a small snake, how many metamorphoses it has to go through, countless tears, severe pain, the same rules of survival.

It is much easier for human beings to grow up, not to mention growing good and bad, growing tall and short, fat and thin, but it is quite easy to grow up, because of what?

Because you have your parents by your side, they will be nervous when you are sick, they will cook for you when you are hungry, and when you are young, you will have a rare opportunity to face reality independently, and you will not break through like a snake and surpass yourself like a cicada.

Reverence for nature, reverence for every living being, they are more difficult than human beings to live, nature is cruel, they are attacked by natural enemies, and they have to overcome their own limitations.

Human beings are small, or evolution is more degenerate, we pursue external things to the extreme, but abandon our own bodies, yes, our bodies limit our lives, but if we can shed like cicadas, we can also climb out of the dirt and fly up the branches!

If we can shed our skin like a snake, we can also slowly grow stronger and achieve the meaning of life.

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