After the chick pecked through the eggshell and came out, what kind of mood would he use to look at the fragments of his own eggshell on the ground? It should be funny——"I... unexpectedly got out of such a ridiculous thing?" And some chicks get the thrill of vengeance—"I'm finally out of this nasty shell!" There are also some chicks who are full of nostalgia-"Oh, why did I break it to pieces..." No matter what you think about the chick, the next step is to step on these broken eggshells and start the adventure of life.I have never seen a chick who would pack these pieces in a small bag and carry them to wandering.

I do the same with the eggshell fragments left over from my childhood. I find it ridiculous, disgusting, and nostalgic. But what really keeps me in my memory and recollects it again and again is the moment when I peck the eggshell, the fresh air, the dazzling sky, and the feeling of stepping out of the eggshell that makes me feel ashamed and ecstatic. When there was nothing to hide, he was in a mess and staggered. Such a small action of pecking open the eggshell is insignificant in the eyes of others.But I cherish my little strength and courage in these moments. In order to reminisce about the beautiful moments of pecking at the egg shells and where the little strength comes from, I will display a few pieces of broken egg shells that are occasionally shaken in the wind, remembering that the eggs have not yet been born. The days of broken peace.

If there is an egg, it will be broken, and if it is not broken, it will be eaten. Where there is happiness, there is pain, and happiness without pain is worthless. The happiness that comes only after suffering is called "joyful happiness". The book that strives to capture this joy is called .