I saw a zhi who fell to the ground by the river, thought it was dead, picked it up and did not expect that the wings would vibrate, as soon as I let go, I flew over the wide river, flew to the tree on the other side, and it was estimated that I could live for a few more days. Summer has passed, autumn has arrived as promised, and the cries of knowledge have gradually decreased, and occasionally a few faint cries have been quietly silenced. The hotter the summer, the louder it is, the louder it is, the noise is very loud, and it is annoying! After lurking underground for a few years, after coming out for only one summer, it returned to dust, and life was short, but after all, it was brilliant, and it was worth it. It's like fireworks, beautiful for a lifetime!