Life in the Fog Is Dark Under the Lamp

It's raining heavily. As soon as the little butterfly poked its head out of the chrysalis, it couldn't wait to rush towards the unknown new world. However! The butterfly wings are too soft but cannot withstand the ravages of wind and rain. It flies up again and again, facing the big raindrops; it struggles again and again, shaking off the rainwater on its wings; it breaks through the rain, falls to the ground, grinds its wings, and flies into the sky again and again. Finally! It broke its colorful wings! It fell into the mud! But! It didn't give up! It fluttered and took off again!