Before "love" came, people embraced "loneliness" and longed for someone's deep feelings because of loneliness.

When it rains, 15-year-old Takahashi would skip class and go to the pavilion in the Japanese garden to draw sketches of shoes. One day, a 27 year old mystery woman named Xueye appeared, drinking canned beer and eating chocolate alone. Since then, even without special agreement, the two have always met again and again in the rainy pavilion. Day after day, then, the feelings of crossing the age begin.

"To her, I am only a child at the age of 15."

"At 27, I am no wiser than I was at 15."

In order to lose the direction of Xueye's life, Xiaoxiong is determined to create a pair of shoes that can accompany her further. However, the plum rain season seems to ignore their intentions and is quietly coming to an end

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Lan Chanyun

The first word: thunder on rainy days -- Xiaoxiong, the autumn moon

I didn't know these things before I went to high school. The autumn moon Xiaoxiong thought.

The stranger's umbrella that wetted the hem of the uniform penetrated the smell of camphor balls on someone's suit, the body temperature that was close behind, and the annoying air conditioner that blew all over his face.

It was only two months since he took the crowded tram in the morning. Thinking that he would have to endure this pain in the next three years, he immediately felt desperate from the bottom of his heart. Xiaoxiong stood firmly on his feet to avoid putting his weight on others, and his fingers holding the rings were almost paralyzed.

I shouldn't be here. He thought impatiently.

It would be great if I could shoot people nearby with machine guns like the killer I saw in my brother's cartoon. Anyway, it's just a thought. You can imagine it any way you want. But if I do, I, an inconspicuous fifteen year old kid, must be a passer-by who has been killed. Xiaoxiong immediately thought about it.

Across several silent bowed heads, the rain soaked city is flying through the narrow window. In the scene blurred by thick cumulus clouds, only the lights of commercial buildings and mixed buildings are particularly clear. The dinner table reflected on the TV broadcast of life information programs, the busy narrow skirt in the tea room, the faded posters on the wall, and the umbrellas running out of the parking lot of the motorbike, the lives of these strangers, like flying fragments, keep passing by. I noticed that I was overwhelmed by the huge unknown, so I became more upset.

I'm just a fifteen year old kid who knows nothing.

Finally, the car turned slowly to the right, and came to see the high-rise buildings standing between the cracks of the mixed buildings. Xiaoxiong closed his eyes eagerly, one, two, three, four..., and slowly counted to eight in his heart. The car made a low noise of "Boom!", and the whole carriage shook due to the instantaneous wind pressure. As soon as I opened my eyes, the window of the central line made the scene crisscross outside the window, like a series of negative frames flying at high speed.

At the usual moment.

In two minutes, you can be free from this hellish box. He thought anxiously.

"Shinjuku - Shinjuku -"

When the radio sounded, Xiaoxiong was pushed out of the carriage to the platform. He breathed the cold air mixed with the May rain and kept breathing. At the same time, he was pushed by the crowd rushing to the stairs. When he arrived, he raised his head.

At the other end of the sky, which is cut into thin strips by the platform roof, Yoyogi's DoCoMo radio tower is like a main peak that has not been reached, standing in the misty rain.

Xiaoxiong suddenly slowed down his walking speed, but people kept bumping up behind him. He didn't care for the impatient tut of office workers.

There are two seconds left. Xiaoxiong was there staring at the rain and the radio tower. The rain brought him the taste of the distant sky.

How can I take the subway in this weather? After making up my mind, my irritability gradually dissipated.

Xiaoxiong walked down the stairs of Zongwu Line, went to the opposite direction of the gate on the Maruki Line, quickly passed the ticket gate at the east central entrance of JR, ran excitedly up the stairs leading to Lumine EST, and forcefully opened the transparent plastic umbrella into the rain. The umbrella immediately became the loudspeaker of the whole sky and began to play the sound of rain.

He listened to the melodious sound and walked in the crowded crowd at the southeast entrance. In addition to the commuters, the morning Xinxiu is also mixed with various types of people. It includes 80% of the special business men and women who have been drinking until just now, the 12 person queue waiting for the small steel ball shop to open, a group of Asian tour groups with similar looks that are suspicious of being a family, and strange couples who wear role-playing uniforms and have no way to judge their age and type of work.

It's incredible! If it was sunny today, I would be very impatient. I could not help but spit on them or ask them to die, thought Xiaoxiong.

It must be because everyone is holding an umbrella, and the rain falls on everyone fairly. Once it rains, I walk alone in this city in my high school uniform, which is just a part of the scenery. The feeling of complaining about others in the tram just now has already disappeared unconsciously.

When crossing Jiazhou Street, which is heavily congested, and passing near the construction site of Line 5 without any sign of completion, the dense dark forest suddenly came into sight. It is a large national park across Shinjuku District and Shibuya District. In the morning of rainy days, there was almost no other person. It was like a place for oneself.

Throw a 200 yen ticket into the gate, and the clanking sound when the automatic gate opens sounds particularly loud in the open park.

I must get a year-round pass another day. Xiaoxiong walked into the park while thinking.

Two hundred yen at a time is not a small amount that can be ignored. Next time, you need to take a certificate photo and pay another one thousand yen for the pass. But he was worried that when he applied, the other party would ask questions when he saw that he was in uniform, so he kept dragging his feet and hesitating.

While thinking about this, Xiaoxiong walked out of the dark area where Himalayan cedars and Lebanese cedars stand. The air, smell and sound suddenly changed. The temperature even dropped by one degree, and the surroundings were full of moisture and the smell of new green. Although it was raining, all kinds of wild birds were still singing happily.

After passing through the mixed forest of metasequoia and Quercus acutissima, I saw the Japanese garden with a large pond. Countless raindrops and countless ripples make sounds like mysterious whispers emerging from the water.

I really want to ask why? The regrets that have appeared repeatedly in the past reappear.

Why is the world so complicated? Xiaoxiong was both intoxicated and surprised.

Hundreds of millions of raindrops and trillions of ripples are all intertwined together, and no matter when and where they look impeccable. What kind of ingenuity can make it so perfect?

By contrast

Xiaoxiong looked at his feet when he was walking across the arch bridge on the pool surface. The moccasin shoes on his feet absorbed a lot of rain from the gap between the stitches and became wet and heavy, making an unpleasant popping sound.

It seems that we have to start making new shoes at the weekend. Xiaoxiong planned happily.

This pair of pure handmade moccasin shoes, though treated with certain waterproof treatment, are not durable in this rainy season. Looking up at the broad rainy sky in the west from the arch of the arch bridge, he secretly decided that the next pair of new shoes must be durable for at least two months.

Xiaoxiong looked at the radio tower in Yoyogi, which was more magnificent than before. At the end of the drizzle curtain, the tower top gradually merged into the cumulonimbus cloud, as if looking down at itself from high altitude.

by the way. At that time, the tower was also seen from the cold grass of Meiji Temple.

Although it was more than two years ago, the joy and pain of the moment, as well as the determination made at that time, these feelings were like thawing in the depths of my heart. He also found that the emotion that was supposed to be unbearable at that time has become slightly bitter and sweet.

I am still the child at that time, but at least I begin to know what I like? What is the goal?

I really think so.

The thunder seemed to respond to his mood, and sounded faintly in the distance.

◇◇◇

When Akuyue first entered junior high school, he was still Takao Fujisawa.

On the evening of the early summer when he had been in the country for almost three months, he and his mother, who rarely returned early, had dinner. When the mother was changing her evening drink from beer to cooking, she asked, "Xiaoxiong, do you have a girlfriend?"

"What?... No."

He looked at his mother's face mistily, only to find her eyes bloodshot and red. Xiaoxiong thought, maybe he was drunk! At the same time, he handed her a glass of ice water. But the mother didn't take it, and continued to pour the Zhou and hot water into the big pottery cup, and then mixed it with a stirring rod.

How troublesome! Do you want to continue drinking?

"Mom, shall I take out the tofu?"

"No need. Well, why don't you drink a little?"

This parent is also too outrageous. "No," said Xiaoxiong in amazement

"You are so good! My first time to make a boyfriend and drink wine was in Grade One."

I thought what she was going to say, but she actually talked about the love history in the middle of the country. When my mother first went to junior high school, she began to associate with the baseball club members sitting next door. However, several months later, an elder of the football club confessed to her that she could not decide which one to choose, so she simply broke up with them. Later, he fell in love with the high school students he met on the school tram, and even ambushed at the station. He unexpectedly handed the love letter to the other party. Unexpectedly, he really promised to have a relationship. At that time, the other party often came to play at home, and the relationship with him was also recognized by parents. The first kiss with him was also in his own room, and I still can't forget that moment of happiness until now. However, later, the boy from another school gave her a love letter at the station.

"Wait!" Xiaoxiong couldn't help shouting.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

"I said that children generally don't want to hear about mother's kissing. You can tell Dad when he comes back. Drink water first, or it will be hard to work tomorrow. Mom, you drank a little more today."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Xiaoxiong stood up from his chair and planned to escape to his room. However, her mother kept her head down and did not speak. Only then did she realize that her eyes were not red because of drinking. She also heard her sobbing: "I'm sorry.".

"I want to tell you that junior high school students have already become adults, and adults will encounter many things."

Xiaoxiong felt ominous and looked down at his mother again. In his early forties, slightly wavy curly hair hung down beside his cheeks, he wore a pink sleeveless shirt, and his big eyes were full of tears. She is still young in her son's eyes.

"Dad and Mom... divorced."

That night, Xiaoxiong drank wine for the first time.

He stayed in the kitchen in the middle of the night, lit only the dim light bulb, and muttered to himself, "No" and "Don't make any noise". At the same time, he opened his mother's canned beer. Mother said that she had been waiting for her brother to get a job, and Xiaoxiong went to junior high school. By that time, both of them were adults, so we must understand her decision.

It's really fake! There was a grunt in his throat, and Xiaoxiong poured down the beer. The strong smell of alcohol almost made him vomit out, but he still swallowed it with tears in his eyes.

What the hell is this? It's awful! Nevertheless, he continued to drink.

Brother, you are an adult like that! Xiaoxiong thought angrily. Because we are eleven years apart, but I am not... Guoyi is not an adult!

"What is the situation now? At least wait for me for three years!"

Although there is no basis, is Senior One an adult? So it should wait three years! My head began to feel pain because of alcohol early. Normally speaking, the country is still a child!

Although I felt that I was dying, I still drank two cans of beer, and I also drank more smelly and watery cauldron than beer. That night, Xiaoxiong slept soundly with the help of alcohol. The next morning, he had a serious hangover. That day was also the first time he skipped class.

Xiaoxiong felt deeply that he was no longer innocent.

"So, Fujisawa's last name is Qiu Yue, isn't it?"

"It seems so, because custody should belong to my mother."

December of grade one in junior high school. The beautiful sailboat walking beside him in spring is about half a head shorter than Xiaoxiong, who is not easy to exceed 160 centimeters. Even on holidays, she wore a cow's horn buttoned coat and two ponytails as required by the school. She still looked like a pupil. Xiaoxiong was wearing his brother's old navy blue down jacket, and his feet were wearing leather sneakers he had carefully selected. It was a pair of dark brown short shoes. Although they were second-hand, perhaps they were properly maintained by the former owner, and the leather surface exuded elegant luster.

"But I still call you Fujisawa in school, right?"

"My mother proudly said that it was pathetic for her to change her name in the middle of Guoyi school, so she made a good deal with the school and continued to use Fujisawa until graduation."

This is the only thing my mother actually did for me. He thought bitterly.

"Where's your brother?"

"My brother is also with us, but we haven't seen each other since he started working. He comes back very late every day. He goes to work again when I am still sleeping during the day."

Xiaoxiong noticed Meifan's face was sad, but he still pretended not to see it. He pretended to be cheerful and said loudly, "Look, that's Meiji Temple! It's a long walk from Shinjuku."

In front of the four lane road with rows of buildings on both sides, and opposite the heavy viaduct of the Capital Expressway, a forest suddenly appeared, which felt like a clumsy composite picture.

Xiaoxiong's appointment with Chunri Meifan is always going to the park. In fact, they didn't confess to each other, so it may not be called a date. However, they often travel together on holidays, such as Well Head Park, Shishenjing Park, Xiaojinjing Park, Musangye Park and Showa Memorial Park. Because almost all the parks near my home have been there, Meifan suggested to visit the park in the center of the city next time.

Xiaoxiong didn't show much interest in the park at first, just because it was impossible to go to the cinema, aquarium and other places where money would be spent every time. In addition, he also loved to see Meifan happily running to flowers and trees. Thanks to her, Xiaoxiong also remembered many names of birds and plants. For Xiaoxiong, who grew up in a monotonous and suitable house in Sugaret District, he is still surprised that there is such a large green space in the Tokyo Metropolis. It is not a home, a school or a library. It is a place that does not belong to any place and only has trees.

Meifan shows a carefree smile, which shows how much she likes it. Although Xiaoxiong didn't say anything, he felt Meifan was more like an adult than himself, because she knew what she liked. In fact, there are few such people in the school, and Xiaoxiong himself is not such a person.

"It's so warm," Meifan said with plastic cups in her hands.

The two men strolled around the vast Meiji Temple, took photos side by side in front of the Big Bird House, laughed and read the horse drawing vows hanging in the main hall while walking, and even queued up to visit the Qingzheng Well. Tired from playing and walking, Xiaoxiong drank coffee and milk from the kettle and sat on the dry lawn with Meifan. In the clear air, which is cold and ready to crack, Oulei, the sweet hot coffee, is particularly comfortable to drink.

Over the past few months, Xiaoxiong felt like a lost child, unable to shake off anxiety and fear. Only when we are with Meifan, these repressed emotions will disappear as if they were cast a spell. On the afternoon of December, the sky was cloudless and blue. Among the trees with no leaves, Yoyogi's white DoCoMo radio tower, which stood upright, cut across the sky. The cold winter soil air from the lawn to the waist was just offset by the dazzling warm sunshine and Meifan's body temperature when she touched her arm.

How soft a girl's body is! When he noticed this, Xiaoxiong was full of the idea of relying on Meifan.

Before he had time to think, he had kissed Meifan's lips, and the two lips should have touched each other for less than a second. He thought happily, I can't believe it, I feel so happy.

But he immediately remembered what his mother had said, and his body suddenly became cold - still can't forget the happiness of the first kiss of National Day.

"Let's go back."

Xiaoxiong suddenly became very irritable, and even himself was shocked. After almost without thinking, he walked forward to try to escape. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mei Fan's stunned expression as she sat on the ground, but he still turned a blind eye and strode on.

"Hey? Hey! Wait a minute, Fujisawa!"

If you say sorry to her now, if you stop now......, his mind thinks so, but his body doesn't listen.

Meifan hurriedly grabs Xiaoxiong's forgotten kettle and catches up with him, with his small head beside his shoulder.

"Hey, why did you react so suddenly?" She looked up worried and looked closely, and his expression became more rigid.

Xiaoxiong walked out of the park quickly and walked silently along Laishi Road to Shinjuku Station. The petite Meifan almost had to run to keep up. Just listen to the footsteps, and you can clearly understand without looking back. She must want to cry now!

Shadows of street trees with hazy outlines frequently fly past at the foot. Dark clouds cover the sky at some time. The sun has sunk behind the building. The street lights are on, and the temperature slowly drops.

It took them less than half the time to reach the south entrance of Shinjuku Station. Here, Xiaoxiong finally turned to Meifan.

"Here you are." Meifan handed him the kettle, and he accepted it awkwardly.

"... Thank you... Sorry." Xiaoxiong stared at the floor at her feet and squeezed out words.

"Hmm..." Meifan answered with a sigh of relief.

Only then did Xiaoxiong find that she was wearing low heels with bows, and one heel lifted unnaturally.

Maybe I made her wear her feet.

With a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, she adjusted her breathing and said in a slightly louder voice, "I'm glad to see you today... After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

In front of the gate, it will become more crowded every evening, surrounded by thousands of people talking and footsteps.

"Will you come to school tomorrow.

Xiaoxiong kept looking at the floor, not knowing how to answer. The temperature is a little lower than before, and the toes are so cold. Meifan's toes must be even colder!

"... It's really ugly for people like you who only think they are the poorest."

Xiaoxiong raised his head in surprise. For a time, he thought that this sentence was said by someone passing by, but he saw Meifan staring at himself with a faint desire to cry.

I must say something, Xiaoxiong thought to himself. Is there anything I can say? He thought like a minute before the end of the exam. In short, say what you think first!

"This has nothing to do with you, right?" Xiaoxiong's voice trembled, and he was surprised by his childish words.

Meifan continued unabashedly, "It really has nothing to do with me. However, there must be ten children whose parents are divorced in a grade. It's no big deal. It's really stupid to make such a fuss like you!"

Before he could feel ashamed, his face was already red. Xiaoxiong looked at Meifan in disbelief and wondered, who is this petite girl in front of him?

"You don't want to come to school and just skip classes until you are happy. How can you justify yourself? I thought you were very mature at first, but that's not the case at all. You should at least have normal relations with other people!"

Xiaoxiong stared in amazement at the tears falling from Meifan's eyes. Meifan, who had walked dozens of kilometers together before this, I know, is not a person who can say such heavy words. She sees my heart so clearly, and what do I see in her? He thought to himself.

Meifan bowed her head and prepared to leave alone. Before leaving, she whispered, "You have the courage to kiss me in vain."

After passing through the gate, her petite figure disappeared in the crowd.

It took Xiaoxiong two hours to walk home from Shinjuku. He was really not in the mood to catch the crowded down tram. It began to rain a little soon after the first walk, and after Nakano, the rain became heavier and heavier. Xiaoxiong still kept his head down and walked on.

The rain before turning into snow constantly made the body ache with cold, and the unused sneakers were also rubbing his feet. Xiaoxiong wondered why the pain was so strangely sweet. He thought to himself, there is no reason to be punished by heaven for walking home? At the same time, he also prayed that he would simply get lost. However, when he saw that the appropriate house under the street light appeared on the other side of the heavy rain, he felt relieved and almost cried.

Although it was a holiday, I didn't see half a person at home.

It's always like this recently. My brother even worked late at weekends, and my mother probably went on a date with an old man I didn't know.

Xiaoxiong simply wiped his wet body with a bath towel and changed his clothes. Not knowing what to do, he squatted in the doorway with his frozen body and opened the shoe cabinet.

Under the dim yellow light, the colorful women's shoes, like the strange shaped shells displayed in the museum, reflect the dim light. There are traditional brown muller shoes, fashionable peep toe black heel shoes, short boots and over knee boots, thick soled sneakers not suitable for mother's age, mustard yellow wedge shoes, dark purple high-heeled shoes. There are shoes that my mother often wears this season in the shoe cabinet. The storage space in the corridor also has piles of shoe boxes. The number of shoes inside is at least five times of these.

Xiaoxiong started to pick up the shoe from the side of the shoe cabinet, put the shoe braces into the shoes one by one, and wiped the dust off with the shoe brush in his trembling hand, smeared shoe polish on the shoes that needed to be oiled, and wiped them with cotton cloth. His mood gradually calmed down because of the work he used to do, and the room finally became warm because of the heating, and his body gradually stopped shaking.

It was Xiaoxiong's job since he was young to help his mother, who was crazy about shoes, tidy up her shoes. Just as children of the same age like trains or robot models, when Xiaoxiong was a pupil, he was fascinated by colorful women's shoes. Although his views on his mother were quite different from those at that time, this deep-rooted habit could relax him. As long as he focuses on the shoes, he can be free from distractions. Because of this, he did not notice the sound of his brother's footsteps until he heard the heavy metal "clang" of opening the door.

The brother in the long windbreaker looked down at Xiaoxiong in surprise and said stiffly, "I'm back." At the same time, he put away his umbrella and took off his leather shoes. The snow on the umbrella fell in front of Xiaoxiong.

"Oh." Xiaoxiong leaned against the wall and looked down at the bottom, hesitantly responding. It's totally different from the way I used to say without any effort, "It's hard, I came back early today!".

After wiping his shoes and closing the shoe cabinet, he heard his brother say contemptuously, "Have you changed your habit yet?" He had changed his suit and hoodie, holding a can of beer in his hand, and looked coldly at Xiaoxiong squatting in the doorway.

Xiaoxiong felt embarrassed as if he had broken into someone else's home by mistake. "No, my hands moved by themselves."

"You are disgusting."

Hearing this sentence, an impulse to get out of control roared straight to his head, but he didn't know who to vent to, so he had to swallow the anger and words. Just like that beer filling, tears came out instead of swallowing. The figure of my brother returning to the living room and the figure of Meifan disappearing at the gate gate, as well as the figure of my father walking out of the door overlap. Everyone has nothing to do with me anymore.

That's called being coquettish... There's no such thing!

I have a splitting headache. In the corner of my unclear head, I hear intermittent quarrels.

... Are you avoiding trouble... He is still a child

However, I am a mother

I, the eldest man, also want to cry!

Then I heard the thump of striding and the sound of "touch!" closing the door rudely.

Slightly open the heavy eyelids, as the light in the eyes becomes more and more, the headache becomes more and more intense. What gradually became clear was the figure of the mother sitting across the table, her elbow leaning on the table, her face buried in the palm of her hand, and her shoulders were trembling.

"... Are you crying?" Xiaoxiong asked in a low voice.

Mother raised her head, smiled with her makeup blurred by tears, and said, "You are also crying!"

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Xiongcai found his face wet.

... Yes! He didn't want to go back to his room, so he drank his mother's cooking utensil in the kitchen until he fell asleep.

"You should also stop drinking. If you continue to drink my wine, you will have to pay for it!"

Laugh and your head aches. Didn't you ask me to drink at first? Xiaoxiong thought blankly. But I still have to tell her something.

Mom

Huh

"You divorced three years early. I am still a child."

Hearing this, her mother's eyes were filled with big tears. She bent her head to hide it, so she said with tears and a smile, "Well, I know. Xiaoxiong, I'm sorry!"

He felt his cheeks burned with tears, felt comfortable and happy, and fell asleep again with drunkenness.

It took two weeks to go to school, but none of the students looked at Xiaoxiong with strange eyes, which made him worry for nothing. At most, male students greeted him, "Oh, you are coming?" and female students said with a smile, "Eh? Fujisawa, long time no see." Even the teacher only said at the roll call: "Don't cut class again tomorrow." In response to these reactions, Xiaoxiong was a little embarrassed when he was relieved.

He went to the third grade classroom during the lunch break to look for Chunri Meifan, but he couldn't find it anywhere. I looked again after school, but still no one was there. Xiaoxiong thought, can she catch a cold?

He had already thought about what he would say to Meifan when he saw her. First of all, we should apologize for the park. Then, we may not be able to do it right now. However, before Fujisawa becomes Qiuyue, that is, before graduating from junior high school, he will become an adult. To be specific, he will never make troubles, drink or cut classes to win others' attention. He wants to be like Meifan, who knows what he is pursuing and who he wants to say to. He wanted to tell her that if we could, we would go to the park another day.

On his way to the school gate to continue tomorrow, he passed a familiar girl. Xiaoxiong remembered that she was a third grade sister and had seen her with Meifan several times.

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Eh? Are you Fujisawa's younger brother?"

"Well, why do you know my name?"

"You sometimes talk to Meifan! I also heard Meifan mention you."

"... Well, did Spring School Sister come to school today?"

When asked by Xiaoxiong, she looked at him puzzled, and her expression gradually turned to pity.

"Meifan... I didn't tell you anything, did I?"

Xiaoxiong knew then that Meifan had moved because her parents divorced.

Xiaoxiong, without a mobile phone, could not contact Meifan at all, and it is impossible to know now whether Meifan, who is two years old, ever wanted to get something from himself? However, Xiaoxiong later asked Meifan's friends to send a message by email.

I decided to become more mature.

It will be several weeks before he receives a reply through the friend.

Come on, Xiaoxiong the autumn moon.

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After crossing the bridge, the sound of rain changed.

The sound of swaying leaves is gradually clearer than the sound of raindrops beating on the water surface. The sound of moccasin shoes slowly stepping on the soil is intertwined with the clear song of green embroidered eyes. Across the Japanese black pine, I saw the pink of azaleas reflected on the water surface, the red of the bark of thousands of red pines, the bright green of maple leaves, and the distant crows made loud calls. Most of these knowledge were mentioned by Meifan before. It seems that Xiaoxiong narrowed his eyes because of the distant light, and remembered with nostalgia.

The distant thunder resounded again in the sky.

——There was a faint thunder.

This sentence suddenly appeared in Xiaoxiong's mind, and then disappeared.

What's that? Where did you hear the sentence? He could not even remember the words that had just appeared in his mind, but there was a premonition all over his body.

The pavilion, which often goes to shelter from rain, gradually appears behind the lush maple leaves, but there is someone sitting inside. Xiaoxiong felt as if he saw something that should not exist, and approached the pavilion slowly and nervously. After passing through the layers of green leaves, the whole pavilion came into view.

That's a woman in a suit.

Xiaoxiong stopped.

A woman with short, supple hair that is not as long as her shoulder is holding her beer to her mouth and glancing at him. The two men's eyes met in a flash.

At that moment, Xiaoxiong thought for no reason that the rain might soon stop!

No rain, no rain, no rain, no rain, no rain, no rain

Sad and lonely, full of heart, endless sky, rain falling when you see it

(Wan Ye Ji 1 · 82)

Situation: In April of the 5th year of Hetong (712), when King Nagata was sent to Ishizhai Palace, he composed three harmony songs beside the spring on the mountain side. This is one of them. Zhai Palace refers to the palace where unmarried princes (princesses) assigned to work in the Ise Shrine live. "Seasonal rain" originally refers to the cold rain that falls from autumn to early winter, which is not in line with the season of this song. It means that the cold "occasional rain" on the way to Ise coincides with the feeling in my heart.

Author: mikusa

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