They have no regrets, as always, wave upon wave

On the river in Hungary, there is a "flower-lifting season" every summer. On a day just into the summer, the full stream of the river will magically float at the same time. The BLL that float on the river have been dormant for three of years, and they are covered with rivers. Because the males ' wings are blue and the females are brown, they are like blue and brown flowers on the river.

Three years of silence and gestation, suddenly full of temporary, beautiful and stunning, so that the most famous of the So, Hungary's mention of the world, the name of the city, become Europe's most famous landscape. A few days before the stunning moment of the So, the Hungarian river-lift basin attracts the world's most visited visitors, as people know that their stunning performance is only three hours! Three hours later, the countless of the sea-going on the river was withered at the same time, their three-year latent, is for three hours in full bloom!

The symbol of the cicada in ancient China symbolizes resurrection and immortality, and this symbolic meaning comes from its life cycle: it was originally a larva, then became the cicada pupa on the ground, and finally became a flying insect. Small larvae hatched from the eggs, stay on the branches, the autumn wind blowing it to the ground, one to the ground, immediately looking for soft soil drill down, drilling to the root, smoking roots sap live, less than two or three years, more than more than 10 years, from the larva to the adult through five molting, of which four times in the underground. For the last time, the soil is drilled into the tree to shed its withered, yellowish crust before it becomes an adult. Therefore, the cicada is not see the days of insects, although life is very long, but very little in the sun to live, almost a lifetime in the dark underground spent. Despite a few years of life in the dark, once broken cocoon and out, they immediately become the symbol of the season, from summer to autumn, has been tirelessly with a brisk and comfortable tone, for people to sing a song and a Song of light Cicada songs, for the nature to add a strong affection, won the "insect musician", "nature of the singer" reputation.

There is a bird in the southern hemisphere whose song is more beautiful than all the creatures in the world, but it can only sing if it finds a thorn tree, falls on a branch of thorns, and thorns into its flesh. From the moment of leaving the nest, it began the journey of searching for the Thorn tree, until it was fulfilled, and found the Thorn tree full of thorns as sharp as needles. This time, it will fall down, and choose the sharpest, sharpest, into the body of the longest thorn. Its body was gush by sharp thorns, pain, life will be dying, it began to let all singing birds ashamed of singing. The Lark and the Nightingale, who have always been more than king, are eclipsed by its song. Soon, the blood of the Thorn Bird was shed, and the most wonderful song came to an abrupt halt. However, the whole world was listening silently, and God was smiling in the sky. All who hear the song and the birds are in the final tribute to the Thorn birds, because we all know that the most beautiful things, only with deep pain giant create can be exchanged.

In the face of these stories, I have been pondering: the long-born must know, it is three years of gestation for three hours in full bloom. The Thorn bird must also know that it seeks the thorn tree, which means to seek death, which means that the end of life means to endure the pain that even life cannot bear. Cicada must also know, it after a season of tweets drilled into the underground face is a few years of darkness. However, they have no regrets, as always, wave upon wave, a generation of generations to deduce the story of Endless.

I'm thinking, do I want to be a respectable creature? If I were one of them, would I be willing to be silent for a few years in full bloom for three hours? I know it's indomitable to spend the last few years of my life? Am I going to find the thorn tree for the beautiful song? Find the Thorn tree, will I fall on the longest thorn tree? I dare not say.

However, I know that some people are willing to do a cicada, some people are willing to do cicadas, some people are willing to do thorn birds. Therefore, for thousands of years, the long river of mankind, as in the magical animal world, constantly staged a great shock, constantly staged a great soul-stirring, constantly appearing the epic story of life, and constantly deduce the miracle of life.

They have no regrets, as always, wave upon wave