“池塘边的榕树上，知了在声声地叫着夏天……”听着歌声，脑海中挥之不去的是那个夏天……
On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling out for summer with their voices... "Listening to the singing, the memory of that summer cannot be erased from my mind
“知了……知了……”
Understood... Understood
我与哥哥小王在树丛中穿梭，听到阵阵虫鸣声（当时我还不知蝉）。“快来看啊！”他的叫声引起了我的注意，顺着他手指的方向看过去，一个“小怪物”映入我的眼帘，圆圆的眼睛，褐色的身体，背上有一条缝隙裂开着，隐隐约约能瞧见里面有几根细细的、白色的“线”。看着哥哥小心翼翼地从树上取下这个“小怪物”，我不由问：“这是什么？”哥哥说：“这可是知了壳啊！”
My brother Xiao Wang and I were shuttling through the trees when we heard the chirping of insects (at that time, I didn't know cicadas). Hurry up and take a look! "His call caught my attention. Following the direction of his fingers, a" little monster "caught my eye. Its round eyes, brown body, and a crack on its back revealed several thin, white" lines "inside. Watching my brother carefully remove this' little monster 'from the tree, I couldn't help but ask,' What is this? 'My brother replied,' This is a cicada shell! '来源作文吧 zUowEnBa.nET
我是从那时才认识知了壳的。要知道，乡下的知了可是数不胜数，炎热的夏季每时每刻都能听到悦耳的蝉鸣“大合唱”，这个百无聊赖的夏天做什么呢？捡知了壳吧！
I only got to know Zhike Shell from then on. You know, there are countless cicadas in the countryside. In the hot summer, you can hear the melodious cicada chirping "chorus" every moment. What should you do in this boring summer? Pick up the shell!
一天清晨，我全副武装——头戴爷爷的大草帽，一手拿着挑知了壳的长竹竿，另一只手拿着塑料袋，迫不及待呼喊哥哥，出发！
One morning, I was fully armed - wearing my grandfather's big straw hat, holding a long bamboo pole with a shell in one hand, and a plastic bag in the other hand. I couldn't wait to call out to my brother, 'Let's go!'!
我们在树丛间穿梭，左瞧瞧，右看看。前一秒目光还在这棵树杈上，后一秒已在另一棵树枝上搜寻了。
We shuttle through the trees, looking left and right. One second his gaze was still on this branch, and the next second he had already searched on another branch.
哥哥比我高，眼睛尖，拿着竹竿快速地向高处的树干上够着知了壳，可是知了壳有点高。他轻松跃起，竹竿头正好挑到知了壳，顺利挑落，脸上不禁有一丝得意。我拿着塑料袋不偏不倚接住了知了壳，心里满满的喜悦。就这样我们相互协作一直捡到了夕阳西下。夏天虽热，但此时仿佛清风吹走了炎热。我们满载而归，数了数——竟然足足有38个！
My older brother is taller than me, with sharp eyes. He quickly reached for cicadas on the tree trunk with a bamboo pole, but cicadas were a bit tall. He jumped up easily, and the bamboo pole just reached the cicada shell, successfully picking it off, with a hint of pride on his face. I picked up the cicada shell with a plastic bag and was filled with joy. So we worked together and kept finding the sunset. Although summer is hot, it feels like a gentle breeze has blown away the heat. We returned with a full load and counted - there were actually 38!
“爷爷为什么会有知了壳啊？”我问爷爷。
Why does grandpa have a cicada shell? "I asked grandpa.
“因为知了脱去了它原有的旧壳，涅槃重生，长出了翅膀。人也是如此，不经历几次痛苦的蜕变，就不会成长。”
Because cicadas shed their old shells, undergo Nirvana and rebirth, and grow wings. Similarly, humans do not grow without experiencing a few painful transformations
“原来小小的知了壳竟有这么神奇的道理。”我暗暗想。我珍藏了那些知了壳，给它们涂上一层保护油，放在窗台上，阳光穿过时光的窗棂，恍惚间知了壳金光四射，仿佛是等待勇士出征的一件件战袍。它见证着美好的金色童年。
So the little cicada shell has such a magical truth, "I thought to myself. I treasured those cicadas, coated them with a layer of protective oil, and placed them on the windowsill. The sunlight passed through the window frame of time, and in a trance, the cicadas shone with golden light, as if waiting for warriors to set out in battle. It witnesses the beautiful golden childhood.
童年啊！是梦中的真，是真中的梦，是回忆时含泪的微笑。
Childhood! It's the truth in a dream, it's the dream in reality, it's the tearful smile when recalling.