There were two larvas in the different tree which the former cicada already finished its transformation. I was very excited to make an observation again. But the one of the larvas suddenly fell down from the branch. It’s climbing again to the next tree, while the other larva started to make his molting. The fellen one kept climbing at the same height as before and I was busy to observe the transformer. Though the poor larva fell again and never seen until the transformation finished.
I felt very sorry about two larvas fate. One could finish its mysterious change successful but the other one failed. The wild life is survival. It makes me think a lot.
By the way , I couldn’t find any of cicada on the tree this morning.
I hope they could fly into the sky and spend their short summer.