Chapter 6 cicada

There is a kind of cicada on the mountain, which has a very strange cry. It always climbs up with a squeak, along the trees and clouds, to an indescribable level.Then, in the last stanza of the long tone, it suddenly ends with the bass "le", which stops abruptly.Listen to it, just like: Got it! Got it! This is the first time I heard a cicada call "cicada" so clearly, and finally let me know the phonetic and meaning of the word "cicada". After the big cicada sloughs off, it is called "knowledge". Cicadas are such strange animals in this world. Their larvae live underground for a year or two, and after such a long period of darkness, they fly to the branches, but they only live for a week or two.That's why Zhuangzi sighed in "Xiaoyaoyou": "Hui crickets don't know the age!" Strictly speaking, the cicada's cry should be classified as noise, because the sound is loud and shrill, and sometimes it can cross the valley. It's not beautiful, just a single syllable long sound without change.

However, we always like to listen to cicadas, because the sound of cicadas is full of vitality and full of chant to the world after flying to the branches.If in the height of summer, hearing the cicadas chirping in the forest, our hearts will be swayed, and we want to learn from the cicadas, standing on the top of the mountain and howling. Isn't the life of a cicada very close to ours?Most of us spend half of our lives on learning, eager to use this learning to achieve success. The long and crawling pursuit is just like cicada; has come. Meng Haoran once wrote a poem about cicadas, in which there are these lines:

The golden osmanthus is exhausted, Aspirations decline year by year. Sunset cool breeze arrives, Wen cicada but benefit sad. When I heard the cicadas chirping, I thought of this poem, and felt that the word "cicada" had a deeper meaning. When will we be able to sing on the tree, at the same time calmly understand in our hearts, and say to ourselves: "Got it, I understand the truth of life."