Hi, hello. My name is Hanatori Fugetsu. I live in House 16-2, 3rd Avenue, 2nd Ward, Asahikawa Town, Kamikawa-gun, Hokkaido. This is an old house that existed during the Meiji Restoration. I am here smoothly.
It settled in the mother's belly, and then emerged from her belly smoothly.
This incident is related to a legend.
This matter is quite strange. As for whether it is true or false, can you please judge?
I heard, just heard, that on the day I was born, various colorful birds flew from the Kotono Forest in Asahikawa and ate up all the rice that was dried in the open field at our house. My mother
It's all your fault, you are the queen of birds, you came to the world through my belly, they are angry!
I think you can't blame me, because they came again in the following years and still ate all the rice sent by my uncle. I stared at them in the empty field, but they never paid attention to me.
When I ran, they flew up and screamed angrily. As soon as I stopped, they immediately came over and stopped all over my body, gently pecking the palm of my hand. This was the first time I understood the word love, and I thought happily.
To cry out loud.
Eldest lady? Yeah, yeah, yeah, not eldest lady at all.
My parents are engaged in fishing, and they often go out to sea for fishing. Standing on the second floor, I can often see their backs carrying cargo boxes when they go out before dawn. The early morning light is greeted by the whistles of the boats going up and down.
At dawn, the white sails are swollen by the sea breeze, and in the evening, the faint morning glow dyes the top of the sails red. However, because they have to sell the day's fresh fish, they often come back late at night.
After coming back, my father would drink, and my mother would make him bed sheets while nagging me. Air-dried shredded squid is the cheapest and best dish to go with wine. My mother would also drink with my father for a while. Whenever my father was drunk, he would put me on the bed.
Pulled out from under the covers, are we really capable of giving birth to this kind of daughter?
My mother laughed loudly on the side, and I laughed without knowing why. In fact, I was not sleepy at all. When they went out, I would stare at the window in a daze. When it was time for school, I went to school. After finishing my homework, I continued to stare at the window.
With his chin in a daze, the wind blowing from the sea remained unchanged.
I also have friends. The flowers, grass, trees, trees in the yard, the clouds and clouds in the sky, the sea in the distance, the wind, the dogs and cats on the street are all my friends, so I rarely make friends in school.
friend.
I can hear them talking to me, and I talk to them, even though it seems to you that I'm probably talking to myself, as I am now.
"Would you think it was funny if you saw me? I would."
(Cross out all the above, prick, prick, prick.)
"How should I write it better?"
I looked in the mirror and thought, the face in the mirror was completely red.
I just woke up, and I didn't put on my beauty glasses or my reading glasses. My face in the mirror looked a little blurry. It was gray in the morning, which seemed to be the case every day, and the redness in the mirror was permeating the mirror.
I stood up and leaned out. It was raining lightly in the sky. The girls were holding umbrellas and walking towards the training room. After the two-hour morning training, we would go to the venue chosen by each other.
I opened my suitcase and put on my favorite petticoat I brought from home. On the edge, about three centimeters from my waist to my belly button, there was a small white rose embroidered there. I put it on from Uniqlo.
In the chiffon blouse I bought, this little rose is invisible. Only when the dance movements are particularly large, will it be noticed by the audience.
This is my little secret, no one will know about it, I feel a little proud of it.
I especially want to wear this skirt today, matching it with the gray color of the sky.
Because for me, the huge emptiness and pessimism I felt in the early mornings has completely dissipated, and all the annoyances and regrets have become a thing of the past.
From now on, every day is the same happy day. Happiness has visited my heart and promised to stay as a guest for a long time. My blood dances happily with it.
I couldn't help but excitedly bent down and threw myself on the bed, picking up Bambi. Bambi is my doll cat, and I talk to him every day after I come back.
Some time ago, it was always wet. I probably shed a lot of tears while holding it while falling asleep. But when I woke up, I didn’t know it. I wasn’t sure, so after I woke up, I held my breath hard until I had no air in my throat.
, my eyes were bloodshot, but I didn’t hold back tears. Maybe I really couldn’t shed tears, or maybe I just didn’t want to shed tears during the day.
Recalling the last time I shed tears, it was the year my uncle passed away. Rice was no longer spread across the empty fields, the Xiaodongye forest was cleared, and the birds never flew back. I thought they didn't want me anymore, so I cried.
.
I looked into Bambi's plastic black eyes, and there I saw my own eyes, with clouds in them, and countless birds flying across the lake, which were reflections of the past.
My mother once said that people's eyes can store the scenery they see. I believed it to be true, so from then on I tried my best to write down their appearance, thinking that one day, I would let the most important people in my life see them.
There are also those flowers and plants, sea sails, small town streets with cats running around... I want him to see all the beauty in the world. He can see it clearly just by looking into my eyes.
Until then, I will hold my breath, not disturb him, and let him enjoy it.
Is it you? Could it be you?
The neatly ironed Dongda uniform, the camphor school emblem flashing on the left chest, I opened the door nervously and saw you smiling, scratching your head uneasily for a while, and lowering your head to say something to the samurai sitting next to you.
Then you look at me.
"Ah, here we come." You stood up and walked over.
I don't look like a thirteen-year-old boy at all. I'm sixteen, three years older than you, but I stretch out my hand nervously like a primary school student, as if I've lost my homework.
"Hello, Mr. Yuxian." I said softly.
"We finally meet." Your hand held mine.
I suddenly want to laugh. You give me the feeling of an elderly cadre. Your etiquette is upright and your conversation is meticulous. But when you laugh, you are a child again. An innocent and interesting child. Let me
I think of the group of children chasing kites in the summer.
I hold your hand, which is more delicate than a girl's hand. It is not milk or cream, but jade. Please believe that when I regained the courage to write this diary that may be read by you in the future, I definitely did not read it in a bookstore.
The mood in a Mary Sue novel. I couldn't help but want to warm this hand. I was greedy for the slightly cool but warm feeling.
Hey, can you describe it?
Well... let me think about it for three seconds, oh yes! It's like being covered with a quilt with a suitable temperature on a cold autumn morning and still sleeping for a few hours. This is what it feels like!
"Please sit down." You stretched out your hand and said to me, turning back into a veteran cadre.
The burly warrior with no muscles was smoking, so scary. Next to him was a man with narrow eyes who looked a little crazy, and there was also a cute giant panda nibbling ice cream.
The hands of the Fujii family members were dripping with blood, and the boy next to him had a face as swollen as a pig's head.
I met them at the Hokkaido Daiichi Art College. There were many girls in the school dressed maturely, boarding their Lexus cars, and not coming back until several days and nights later.
I felt scared, so I approached Yuxian-kun's body. You were negotiating terms with the other party, but it probably didn't count as negotiating terms, because no matter what you said, the other party just nodded obediently.
I didn't remember anything about what you said. The only thing I remembered was that you smelled very good. It wasn't shampoo or soap, but a vague body odor.
"The contract is terminated and the relationship with the college is terminated." You stretched out your hand again, and I quickly extended my hand, "From today on, you are free."
I stood up and left, and the crazy man walked me down the elevator. I didn't hear anything he said.
My brain was shut down and I signed on his arm, then put on my white navy hat and raised my hand like a machine to take a taxi.
What exactly happened to me today, I don’t know.
Maybe it's something like spring, or the lush rose fields at the other end of the Cuiye River? Is it the heavy snow in Hokkaido from November to March? Or is it the everlasting wind from the window of childhood?
The bustling crowd passed by my eyes, like an accelerated shot in a movie. It was not him, not him, no one was him, and my body trembled slightly.
...
"Fengyue-chan, are you ready? We're leaving!"
"Here it comes!" I covered the notebook and quickly started putting on makeup.
Today's diary is written wherever I think of it, it may be a bit messy.
But can you forgive me? Thank you very much!
Today I am performing at the same venue as you, and there is also Lu Huoqing. I feel so lucky. I am already yours, and I will never embarrass you!
I chose the most exquisite dance makeup, tied my blouse into my waist, and raised my high ponytail with colorful ribbons. I was going to compete. I said to the potted plant in the dormitory, I was going to compete.
The necklace my mother gave me said that everyone should cheer for me and please bless him.
"Don't peek at the diary." Finally, I said to the Bambi doll cat and touched its head again.
...
6pm, JR East Four Seasons Theater.
"These foreign media can really do what they want." Kazuki Sawano, who was parking the car in front, said with a kind smile, "This is actually the animal protection headline of the Washington Post."
"What's wrong?" Yu Xian opened his eyes and asked.
"The news said that a wildlife photographer found a cat and a bird in love in Siberia. The winter in Siberia is long and cold, equivalent to Hokkaido in Japan. Every time winter comes, Siberian forest cats will store food in advance, and Siberia
Chickadees are the most common food in their diet. Although Siberian cats are gentle and charming, is it possible to fall in love across species?"
"How could a cat fall in love with that bird?" Yu Xian shrugged childishly.
"I heard that it was the female tit that performed the mating dance for the cat." Kazuki Sawano said, "Siberian cats are very affectionate and will only fall in love with one other cat in their lives, but now they have fallen in love with a bird.
Protect it from other cats."
"It's quite romantic." Yu Xian said naively, "If it's true."
Several people carrying fireworks barrels passed by the car, talking and laughing, attracting Sawano Kazuki's attention.
"Why are there still people setting off fireworks in Central Park? Didn't the Cherry Blossom Festival end a few days ago?"
Yu Xian is childish and pretends to be stupid.
If Minamoto and Ichiryu's points bounty really extends to all major regions and counties in Japan, then this scene should appear in more than one place on Japanese soil.
"I don't want to get out of the car yet, I have to wait for someone." Yu Xian said naively.
"Who are you waiting for?"
"The flowers, birds, wind and moon of Hokkaido."
Sawano Kazuki said "Ah?" and turned around: "How do you know her?"
"Secret." Yuxian smiled childishly, "Maybe you can ask the Siberian tit."