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Chapter 98 Is a Blind Man
In fact, whether it is a sensation or an enlightenment.

For the current author himself, nothing is more important than recovering quickly.

This was the first time he had the idea of ​​going out to see the scenery.

Looking from the small grille of the glass, there are only a few white clouds that occasionally float by inlaid on the blue sky.

Because of the angle, you can't even see the mottled sunlight through the leaves.

That's what spring is all about.

Suppress all the decadence, so that they can't breathe at all.

What is left is only the vigorous vitality and the vitality that keeps going upwards.

Kazuo Oshima has also been here a few times.

It can be seen that he hesitates to speak every time.

With a little bit of darkness, that kind of powder is actually a little more dazzling.

"Cherry blossoms are the incarnation of spring." Mrs. Ito leaned against the window sill, pulling the fan in her hand: "It is the god of flowers."

So Mrs. Ito was tidying up the room and doing the laundry.

In the evening, when Boss Ito came to deliver the meal, he specially stayed in the room for a while.

Those withered petals turned around and rolled over the window sill, and finally bumped and landed on the side of the bed.

In the house.

The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious.

Ju was a little disappointed.

She is always so gentle.

Agitated by the airflow, ripples generally spread in the room.

In fact, other people are more inclined to believe in Mrs. Ito's belief than the one that Kuma said before that there are corpses buried under the cherry blossom trees.

So she went out and asked for one.

Protect this dying flame.

Some hung on the corner of the table, and some hung on the eaves.

Mrs. Ito went downstairs without staying in the room for a while.

This kind of glare comes more from the fact that it will rot soon after, and then crumble and become a smear of dirt.

Just like meeting her in the first place.

Shattered into pieces right in the middle of the room.

Shut the open window, lest the coolness of a spring evening find a place to spill it unscrupulously.

In the end, only the dazzling white was left.

This quietly growing emotion made her a little sad.

I guessed it right away.

The younger sister, Muhuakai Yeji, has a beautiful appearance and symbolizes prosperity. "

Boss Ito will deliver the prepared meals.

Like taking something out of the window, gently fanning it towards the room.

Just like a paralyzed person.

Mrs. Ito looked curiously at the horse lying on the side, but with his head raised high.

Because the foal is a person and at the same time injured.

Prosperity cannot be stored for long.

And maybe he talked to the first generation about the injury situation of the horse.

Then the sun shivered.

After Mrs. Ito prayed for a while, she seemed a little pity: "It's just that the flowering period is too short."

"Today, did you hear that?"

"Did the foal smell it?"

After that, Kou didn't continue to speak.

"I can smell it, it's very fragrant." The tip of Ju's nose was already covered with the fragrance of flowers.

Boss Ito nodded heavily: "Yes."

What is heard in the sound of the piano is more about the memory of the deceased.

Kou didn't speak, and silently avoided his gaze.

But never heard her play it.

However, there is not only one trace of this fragrance, but it is divided into several strands by the wind.

In a trance, the sheets and quilts were filled with the fragrance of flowers.

"So I guess, did he choose the younger sister, Muhuakai Yeji?"

Mrs. Ito was smiling as before.

Maybe it's because the horse's mental state is still a little groggy.

After she looked at it for a while, the sunlight hit her face because of the change of angle.

"Then, Madam doesn't seem to play it very often."

After all, there will be some omissions.

It's like life again.

Xiuzi also came several times.

Without Ishi Changhime, who symbolizes longevity, the emperors who followed were basically short-lived generations.

Right now, those petals turned into snowflakes and fell down.

Boss Ito suddenly turned his head and asked.

The letter from the first generation and the amulet she begged for were delivered by Boss Ito along with hot udon noodles shortly after.

After a while.

Mrs. Ito silently left the window sill as if she sensed something.

Boss Ito praised his wife before.

Accompanied by a powerless and vain wind.

But Boss Ito doesn't care.

It's like food.

"Does the horse know something?"

Before I knew it, so many people had already gathered around me.

Of the two daughters, the elder sister Shi Changji is ugly, but it symbolizes longevity.

"Oh, the smell of cherry blossoms has already drifted here."

So after that, people are endowed with two colors: prosperity and short life, to cherry blossoms.

When he left, he gently closed the door, but left the window for Kuma.

After Mrs. Ito opened the window, the tip of her nose was soon covered by that scent.

"Good to hear."

When Koma turned his head, he found Mrs. Ito smiling.

When spring comes, the spirit of flowers will come down from Gaotianyuan, transform into cherry blossoms, and stand on the branches to look at the world.

The mountain god Dashan Jinjian married his two daughters Shi Changji and Muhuakai Yeji to him.

The sound of the sanxian came from the yard.

He needs more of an affirmative answer.

Looking at Mrs. Ito's expectant face under the sunlight, Koma said softly:
"In the legend, the ancestor of the Emperor of Heaven, the grandson of Amaterasu Omisami, was ordered to come to the world.

Compared with that editor, Xiuzi's purpose may be more pure.

The horse's expression was very sincere.

In this way, whether the cherry blossoms bloom smoothly means whether the weather will be smooth and the crops will be plentiful this year.

At the same time, he also said that it might be because of the lack of amulets around the horse.

In the letter, the first generation complained about Koma's carelessness.

Mrs. Ito is very smart.

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Very crisp sound.

"Is it the piano?"

Prosperous but not long-lived.

The bright red was starting to fade.

"It sounds good."

After all, this seems to make people feel hypocritical.

"My wife's shamisen has always been very good."

But if you trace the source, you should be able to find it in the book called "Ancient Matters" at the earliest.

Perhaps that is the case with cherry blossoms.

She did not know when to take out a small fan in her hand.

They jumped and leaped high from the window sill, and then accidentally fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

The horse nodded.

The sun was dyed bright red by the cherry blossoms.

They are like a series of high walls.

"Maybe it should have been that short."

But between the fluctuations, the petals quietly fell.

Perhaps no one is happy to let others know how they are when they are sentimental.

In fact, every era of neon has different interpretations for cherry blossoms.

Mrs. Ito put down her fan, put her hands together, and prayed silently.

He didn't have the heart to rush the manuscript too urgently.

She looked like she was just a little emotional.

"That's why it looks even more precious."

"Where did Madam learn to play the piano?"

Ju was a little curious about what happened before.

"She doesn't like to mention this matter." Boss Ito's eyes were a little weird, and then he thought for a while and said, "It's a blind person."

(End of this chapter)