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| Under one's own tree (22nd Nov 22 at 5:54am UTC) | | It was twenty years ago that I went to give a speech outside China and met a man who accosted me. I do have an impression of this man, but I can't remember where I met him. This person's bones and muscles are very developed, but it makes people feel that his body is not trained through sports, but the result of long-term physical work. In the tumultuous crowd after the lecture, which is generally reserved for grown-ups who like children, I was slapped on the back of my neck by a powerful hand, and I looked back to see a man staring at me. He put his big hand on my neck all the time and said with such an incredible expression: "Ah!"! Sure enough! On the street where the river flows! Didn't you raise a seal in the mountains? I heard that there was a novelist in that small village, and I think it was probably the child. I don't remember the name. Didn't you wear glasses when you were a kid? With these words, the man laughed loudly and walked into the quiet night street of the town. At that moment, my heart was shocked by the complex feelings of nostalgia, which could not be suppressed. The skeleton of this man in his sixties is restored to youth in imagination, and the muscles are restored to softness, and the image of a young man who is somewhat like a goat emerges in memory. What completely revived my memory was that the man was like an adult teasing a child. "Didn't you say you kept a seal in the mountains?" This sentence. 2 First of all, let's talk about seals. This is what I remembered slowly later. I remember it was between spring and early summer when I was ten years old. Japan was defeated that summer. After the defeat,custom cosmetic packing, many things happened that made it difficult for me to live as a child, although I knew that I belonged to the type that seemed childish for my age. A year before the defeat, Grandma and Dad died in a short time. Faced with the constant occurrence of painful and terrible things, my mentality has become close to the actual age. Or it can be said that thinking is closer to adults. However, in the process of this transformation,cosmetic plastic tube, I have never abandoned the childlike fantasy in my heart, and my childlike innocence has not aged down. Why do you say that? That brings me to the children's books I read before the war. It was a thick children's magazine. The war here is the Pacific War between Japan and the United States, Britain and other countries when I was six years old. But before that, the war with China had been going on for a long time. At my age, when I was two years old, Japanese troops already stationed on Chinese territory started the war. At that time, I was still young and didn't know anything. Later, I learned some words like motherland, foreign country and the world bit by bit, so I knew the fact that my country was fighting against the world. During the long war, plastic cosmetic tubes ,cosmetic tube packaging, especially after the outbreak of the Pacific War, the new magazines became thinner and thinner, and there was nothing interesting to read in them. The number of magazines printed has decreased, and I even feel that there is no one to deliver any magazines in the small forest village of Shikoku where I live. I was fascinated by an old magazine from a few years ago. The magazine wrote about how Eskimo (or Inuit, as they are now called) children in the Canadian Arctic tundra, where solid ice covers most of the year, hunt seals at the edge of the sea ice sheet. The way to hunt is very simple. It is to go for a walk in the ice field on a sunny day. When you are near the sea ice field, you only need to find a small ice hole in the ice. Because it is a sign that a baby seal lives under the ice, and the newborn baby seal breathes through it. The hunter watches through the thin ice, and when the baby seal wants to raise its head under the ice hole, it pierces the thin ice with a steel drill, and the baby seal is his prey. Instantly, I began to imagine the tiny body of the seal pup, from eye to nose, stuck with a steel drill. I don't want to do something like that. After that, I couldn't stop thinking about the baby seal. I wanted to make the small ice holes that the baby seal used to breathe bigger and bigger bit by bit, and feed the frozen fish to it so that it could be addicted to it. Straighten the hair of the baby seals climbing on the ice in the sunshine and take the baby seals for a walk on the ice field. I don't know when I started walking in the woods, but I also wanted to have a baby seal behind me. I call it "Jorgen", which I named it after a place name I saw in the newspaper. I can still talk to it about this and that. In the world of children, such things spread immediately, and even adults, including school teachers, teased me about being able to walk baby seals like dogs. 3 At that time, some "preparatory training" young people came to the village, and they stayed in a hotel. They dug up the roots of trees that had been cut down around the valley and transported them to the valley to make "pine root oil". Now I need to introduce the two words "preparatory training" and "pine root oil". "Preparatory Training" is the abbreviation of "Naval Flight Preparatory Training". My eldest brother volunteered to join the "preparatory training" at the age of seventeen. It is a system that allows future pilots to receive pilot training before they are adults. But in the later stages of the war, there were no machines and equipment for them to train, so the "preparatory training" young people took up the work of making aircraft fuel "pine root oil". These people are scattered in the woods everywhere, and they come to our valleys. The roots of pine trees contain a lot of turpentine, which is distilled to produce "pine root oil", which is pine oil in terms of things around us. The factory that makes "pine root oil" is located on the river upstream of our village, so the valley is always filled with the smell of volatile smoke. The young people of "preparatory training" are warriors in the eyes of the children in the village. But it is said that sometimes the older of them make the younger line up at the back of the factory and beat them. Originally, every holiday,eye cream packing tube, the "preparatory training" people played with our children, and the mothers of farm children always took food to them to console them. They live on the second floor of the hotel. I don't want to be close to people who hit people and people who get hit, and I don't go there anymore for that reason. emptycosmetictubes.com | |
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