I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 18 Snow Country
"Sometimes it's hard for me to imagine how to write those verses when these things are crowding your life?"

"Some people spend their entire lives being unable to master one thing, let alone be under the influence of other things, because it distracts them.

However, at present, it seems that Mr. Bei Dao, oh no, he should be called the teacher of Xiaoyuan now, and he is not only proficient in one thing. "

Oshima Kazuya didn't know what kind of facial expression to put on, but in short, he just felt that this matter was incredible.

Of course, Kitajima Koma couldn't hear all these words, he was serving tea and water all the time, and rarely even passed Oshima Kazuya's table.

It's just that Kazuya Oshima shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself.

"Oshima-sensei, can I sit here?"

When Oshima Kazuya raised his head, Ito Hatsuyo was standing beside him, holding a pot of hot tea and two cups in his hand.

"of course can."

"Recently, the professor contacted us and told us to go and see the haiku of Dassaiya, and said that the haiku from there...it should be called haiku, it's very flavorful."

"Then I noticed that this was a journal issued by Xinchao. It happened that Mr. Oshima was here at this time, so I thought that if possible, I would like to ask Mr. Oshima for advice."

The first generation smiled so sweetly that it was impossible to refuse.

"Did Professor Ueno notice it?"

Oshimakazu was also surprised.

The first generation seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed: "It should be that the editor in charge of the Fortune section is very powerful, and used a very strange move, and this is something that everyone cannot refuse."

Oshima Kazuya drank a cup of tea in silence, and when the first generation poured tea for him, he glanced at Kitajima Koma.

The person who came up with that strange move is here.

But I have to say that Oshima Kazuya seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du after that, and some weird things could be sorted out.

"So, I want to ask Oshima-sensei..."

Oshima Kazu also pondered for a while, and slowly said: "I want to ask who is the author?"

"No, no, I know this. Since I used a pseudonym, I must be unhappy to appear in front of everyone with my real face so early."

The first generation paused for a moment: "At present, since Xinchao uses a brand-new periodical and a brand-new term to publish some haiku that is beyond our understanding, does it mean that Xinchao is about to do something. "

"Actually, you don't need to be as euphemistic as you say."

Oshima Kazuya said that the first generation was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, do you want to reform?"

"Reform has actually been shouted for several years, and I believe Professor Ueno feels the same way."

After seeing the first generation nodding, Kazuya Oshima continued talking.

"So just shouting is useless. It just so happens that such a person appears, and such a journal appears. All chances have become the prerequisites for this matter, and the gods let us do it. , isn't it?"

"I want to ask you, the first generation, what do you think is a haiku?"

"So it's a haiku?" First Generation thought for a moment.

But she didn't give an answer. She felt that since Teacher Oshima asked her, he must have an answer.

Sure enough, Kazuya Oshima caressed the teacup with his fingers and circled back and forth on the table.

The rising mist slowly rises under the light, mixed with Kazuya Oshima's unique voice: "I think haiku is a poem that spreads twilight and trembling."

"Poetry that spreads gleams and shudders?"

The first generation murmured.

This is the first time I heard such an evaluation.

"In fact, this genre reflects an elegant and light feature. Compared with other poems, the specialty of haiku is that it uses short language to bring out the long and boundless artistic conception, and directly brings people into the picture constructed by the poet. Gui The meaning is beyond the words, making people think about it.”

"Have you read it? The latest issue."

"Have."

"There is a sentence in it: The grass in my garden will sprout again, and the infinite world will soon be green."

"It's beautiful."

While Oshima Kazuya stretched out his finger, he slightly bowed his head in agreement.

"So, we can use limited words to describe infinite beauty. I think this is the meaning of the existence of haiku, and at the same time, this is also the meaning of reform."

The first generation opened her mouth slightly to express her shock, but at the same time realized that this seemed a little impolite, she immediately blocked it with her hands and did not make a sound.

It's just that her body language revealed her shock at the moment.

Originally, Professor Ueno just asked her to learn about Koin Kazuki and his haiku.

It didn't say to talk about topics like reform, these are actually the first generation's own thinking.

But right now, she seems to have got some incredible answer.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these are nothing more than changing a noun or why these two things are entangled.

But in the eyes of insiders, it is very serious.

An analogy is similar to telling a physicist that physics does not exist anymore.

In an instant, the first generation had already thought up his thesis.

Oshima Kazuya suddenly thought of something, tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "In fact, if you look carefully, you will find the strength of the teacher in the small courtyard.

He is always so good at writing beauty. "

"Actually, the mirror of Mujing hasn't been updated yet, right? No one knows what Shimamura will experience, and no one knows what the follow-up development of this story will be."

When Kazuya said this, Kitajima-koma happened to approach this table.

He deliberately raised his voice, just to remind Ju that it's time for you to hand in the manuscript.

If the manuscript is not handed in, the subsequent serial bombings will not be produced.

While the first generation was thinking about her thesis, Kitajima Koma sent Oshima Kazuya home again.

It's just that on the way home this time, Bei Daoju handed him a very thick document bag.

"This is?"

"Snow Country."

"what?"

"The full version of Mirror of Twilight, together he is called this name."

Oshima Kazu was also froze by the cold wind for a while, and he woke up a lot from the wine. He was startled and wanted to open it, but Bei Daoju stopped him.

"You can read it when you get home. Don't worry about it for a while. It's windy, and I haven't prepared a manuscript."

"How can there be no preparation for this?"

"I can't afford paper."

"..."

Kazuya Oshima hastily bid farewell to Kou.

In fact, he has always thought about this matter, but it will take some time to settle the manuscript fee, so there is nothing he can do to help.

It's just that at the moment, he has opinions on more important things.

That is what he wanted to know about Snow Country, what the whole book was about.

(End of this chapter)