Summer Insects

When the emperor sealed away his white moonlight, I was suffocated to death in the ground. No one cared about me who followed the emperor from birth to death, and even he didn't think of me. By the time they saw my body again, I was already an adult, but they didn't know that I was actually a cicada. When he regretfully mutilated himself and went crazy, I was recuperating underground and dreaming sweet dreams. Until one day I was finally unearthed again, but was bumped into by the emperor who was drunk on the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night. That day, he held me in his arms and refused to let go. I pretended to be stupid and asked him, "We don't know this friend."