The trees are beautiful in the forest, and the wind will blow them. What you have to do is not to take off your own head, chop off your own hands and feet, but to accumulate your hair and hide your strengths and weaknesses until you find the soil that suits you and find your own kind. Put on the skin of an ugly duckling, pretend to be stupid or cute, survive the fire in July and the cold winter in October, and finally spring will return to the earth and the world will be filled with happiness.