One night, my father caught me a cicada, so I put it in a box and cut a small hole in the top of the box so that the cicada could breathe. It is dark brown and has a hard shell outside.

Mother said, "If a cicada monkey wants to become a cicada, it must shed its hard shell and grow wings, and it will change tonight." I wanted to watch it change, but I fell asleep.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and went to see it. Really changed. Its body became bigger and it grew wings, but its wings were not fully unfolded. Next to him is his empty shell. When I took a closer look, there was a crack in the shell. My mother said that cicadas came out of this mouth, but I didn't see it. My mother found the video of cicada metamorphosis on her mobile phone. I saw cicadas shaking and struggling all the time. I think he must be in pain.

I put it gently on the small tree downstairs, hoping it can spread its wings and fly freely.