I am an insignificant caterpillar, and from the beginning of my wriggling, this old walnut tree has been my world. The bark of the tree is as rough as grains of sand, and the green leaves that grow from it are like soft cotton cloth, and beyond that the sky is clear and blue. I spend my days here, eating sweet bark and drinking fresh dew, and my life is like a carefree idyll.

However, that day, the sun was shining and I was admiring the frolic of the clouds through the gaps, when suddenly, the branch of the tree I was on trembled significantly. I closed my eyes, expecting it to pass quickly, but the tremors grew worse and worse, and my heart condensed into hail. Then, I felt like I was moving at high speed, as if I had been lifted into the air by a great force.

When I slowly opened my eyes, I found myself in the middle of the ethereal clouds, and the golden-winged roc that had been indifferent to it waved its wings like a mighty warrior in the sky. It was so huge, so colossal, and its golden feathers shone brilliantly in the sun. Its claws were so sharp that it uprooted me and the other branches with a single claw, and the dense, crooked branches were clung tightly to me, and I was forced to be caught in them.

My heart was beating fast, I felt innocent and terrified, and the clear sky in front of me became a journey unknown to me. I saw the clouds getting closer and closer to me, the blue sky rapidly receding above me, and at that moment, I felt as if I had touched the stars, and I lost myself, and my initial fear turned into a trembling anticipation of the unknown. I was taken into the sky, and where I would go, only Roc and the Wind knew.

I had never experienced such a life, my life was as smooth as a stone, and now, I lived under the giant claws of the Roc, in the rickety air. The world is no longer fixed, only constantly shaking, time seems to have lost its rhythm, and my back feels the chill of my life for the first time in my life.

The speed at which the Roc flies makes me dread time, and every flick of its wings counts down to my unknown fate. The wind whistled around us, like an irresistible blade, cutting the skyline in an instant, and the sharp blade swept through my fragile little body, causing my skin to tear into countless pieces.

I clung to the few remaining branches, hoping to find a little comfort. However, I found myself with nowhere to run, the branches of the trees were crisscrossed, but there was no shelter for me. I curled up at the heart of the branch, my body trembling slightly, the wind around me like a mocker, sneering, arrogantly passing past me.

The presence of warm sun, flowers, and thorns has become a distant memory, replaced by an endless feeling of nausea and an incomparable sense of drift. I was like a messy fallen leaf, forgotten by the colorful world, floating alone in the ocean below. I closed my eyes, and a worm pondered in the infinite darkness, feeling like my life and death were unpredictable, as if the whole world was going to crush me. I can't help but think of the familiar walnut grove, whether they're praying for me too, or have they long forgotten about me, the little worm in the grass?

Time passed quietly in my powerless struggle, seemingly never-ending. Suddenly, a loud bang pierced what little peace I had left, it was the desecration of human life, the most cruel shotgun sound in nature. It wasn't until this moment that I realized that Dapeng also had times when he was afraid, and under his strong body, there was also a fear of the unknown.

Dapeng was stung by a wasp, and his stiff body instantly let go of the branch in his claws. I felt weightless, as if I had fallen off a cliff, and I fell from the sky with the branches. I watched as the Golden-Winged Roc grew farther and farther away, and he flew away, narrowly escaped under his shotgun. But tears flowed down my face with the wind, which was my nostalgia for the old life and my powerlessness for the status quo.

I clung to the branch, but I couldn't stop myself from falling. I felt the wind whistling in my ears and the world reflecting before my eyes at an alarming speed. I closed my eyes and tried to feel this last moment of freedom, but freedom never seemed so terrifying.

I didn't know what was going to happen next, my fate seemed to be at one end of the scale, fluttering and nowhere to be found. All I have is the fear of the unknown and the attachment to life, escaping from the claws of the Roc, but to meet the embrace of the ground. I kept praying for a miracle, for my story to continue, for that I could return to that familiar walnut tree again.

The branches crashed with me against the rocks, and at that moment, I felt like I had been broken into countless pieces. The violent impact directly penetrated my body, and my whole body seemed to be pierced by countless needles, and the severe pain spread to every corner of my body. It was as if my internal organs were being held tightly by a huge hand, stirring, pulling, tearing, and I could even hear the cracking of soft bones.

My stomach was tormented by the whirlpool of flight, and the dizziness was replaced by a tidal wave of pain. I opened my eyes, but it was a blur, as if enveloped in a thick mist, and the shocking pain made me want to give up consciousness and plunge into the dark abyss.

The pain spread through my body, like thousands of ants crawling and chewing inside me, the stinging pain that pierced my heart made it almost impossible for me to breathe, and the cold air scraped over my body like a razor, scraping blood marks one after another. My skin was covered in purple bruises and broken wounds, and every breath was painful torture.

I could only endure the pain, close my eyes, and wish I could be surrounded by this darkness, hoping to soothe the panic in my heart and relieve the great pain in my body. At that moment, I felt weaker than ever, I felt that I might never be able to get up from this pain again, I felt that this could be the end of life, the end of a little caterpillar, however, the power of life told me that I couldn't just give up so easily, I had to persevere, I had to live!

In the midst of excruciating pain, I suddenly smelled a touch of sweetness, which seemed to have some kind of magic power, and I couldn't help but open my eyes. As my vision cleared up, I saw myself sitting on a hard seed, with another similar seed beside me.

Slowly, I turned my head to look around, and saw that I was in a large semi-circular crater, the walls of which were so smooth that they resembled a giant mirror, without any gaps to climb. I knew that this could be the cage for the rest of my life, and no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't get out of this abyss of despair.

However, no matter how many difficulties and despair lay ahead, I could not forget the most primitive desire to survive. I looked at the two seeds beside me, and the special sweetness was like a gift from heaven, comforting my aching heart. I began to eat a seed under me, and the sweet taste overflowed my mouth, like a worm delicacy.

I don't want my life to just go up in smoke, and if there's really no way to escape, then I'm going to be a dead ghost. I kept chewing, but it was so hard that I couldn't bite it off, and I was so helpless that I could only swallow it in one gulp. The sweetness also spreads as I swallow it, as if it is awakening every cell in my life.

However, the reality in front of me was still very cruel, I sat in the big pit, observing the sky, that boundless blue, from this moment on, may no longer be the realm I can reach. So I told myself to keep my heart bright, even if I was in the gloom, because only then could I find hope and find a way out of the situation.

The peace just now shattered in an instant, the pain in my internal organs erupted like a volcano, the seed I had just swallowed seemed to sprout tenaciously in my stomach, and a small life took root in me. It silently took root, sucking my nutrients and becoming the most glaring foreign body in my body.

The tearing pain gradually took over all of my senses, and it spread mercilessly into every cell, like a needle, frantically shuttling through my constantly beating veins. My blood was tumbling like boiling water, as if there was a force exploding within my body that wanted to tear me apart.

The raging pain made me feel a strange experience that I had never felt before, and I looked at my body, white blood (caterpillars have no hemoglobin, so the blood is white) had flowed down the crack, and crystal clear teardrops shimmered in the sun, reflecting my helplessness and despair. I felt more and more dizzy, the world around me seemed to be spinning, I couldn't control myself, my vision was blurry, everything seemed to be moving away from me.

The pain continued to intensify, as if there were countless small people beating wildly with hammers inside my body. The feeling of tearing ravaged me, my consciousness began to blur, and I felt like I was disappearing little by little, like a kite with a broken string, letting the wind carry it to the unknown sky. The world slowly faded before my eyes, and everything fell into darkness

Only the pain echoed in my heart, I closed my eyes, let the force consume me, and finally, I fainted in that lonely pit.

When I woke up again, a force that I had never felt before surged through me, like an undercurrent roaring in the depths of the ocean. I felt that I was no longer the powerless caterpillar, as if I had undergone a strange metamorphosis, shedding my old shell and taking on a new life, and my own blood had become hot.

I felt like my body had grown a lot bigger, with more power than I had before. However, the abundant power guided me and made me want to sleep. I looked around, and it was still the same semicircular pit I was familiar with, unchanged.

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