The twinkling cheeks may become tears.
The sound of the wind across the roof, the pine treetops that stand at the gate, are ridiculed.
I woke up early the next morning and my uncle Genki had Kishu eat his breakfast. I was heavy and heavy. I was thirsty and unbearable. I drank water and ate nothing.
For a while, I took the hand of Kishu to see this heat, touched my forehead, and tried to catch a little cold, but at last I fell asleep on the floor.
It will be rare for Gen Uncle to rush and lie down.
"I'll heal tomorrow, come here, and tell me a story."
You talk to the seven and eight children about the fish and the horrible fish.
There is a little.
"I don't think I miss my mother."
If this question cannot be answered by Kishu.
"I've been at home for a long time, I thought you were your father,"
Breathing painfully as an even better cancer.
"Take the play the night after tomorrow.
The outside subject is Yukino Awajurobe.
If you don't show it to me, it always happens to me, and it will happen, and at that time you will think of me as my father, and your father will be me.''
Thus, Uncle Gen looked at the story from a long time ago and told the story of the play, and told the pilgrimage song in a faint voice, crying unintentionally.
It seems that Kishu cannot solve anything.
"Okay, I can't understand it only by talking, and I can't help crying when I see it." Good ending, painful breathing and exhaling.
I'm tired of telling and I'm a little sloppy.
Kishu Araraki wakes up and looks at the pillow.
A woman who dyed her face in vermillion as she ran while calling her Kisyo and Iko. It appeared from the beggar Izuko and Kishu never changed into a young eye as Iko and Iko saw it.
Do not let Yuri and Kosuke do anything, while I sleep, escape to either Kosuke, or search for both come and go, Kosuke will dig a slice of radish from the waste. If you cry out loud, you'll be mother from the back.
Mother points at the stage.
The light of candles on the stage |
I suspiciously thought that my mother was blushing and crying, and I ate only the confectionery and finally put my little head on my knees.
Mother Yuri woke me up and felt like I had a dream break.
Uncle Gen raises his head,
"My child, now I have a terrible dream," I looked at my pillow while saying good.
"My child," call in a hoarse voice.
The sound of the wind that blows through the window.
Will it be a dream or it will appear?
When the old man turns up the futon and rises up, and when he calls me Kishu and Iko, he falls dizzy on the futon and falls into the bottom of Chihiro, smashing the ripples over his head.
Uncle Gen Futon that day | I didn't stand up wearing a futon, didn't eat anything, and slapped my head outside the futon.
From the morning, the sound of the storm that smashes into the sea as the wind blows.
Today, Urato did not go out to the castle, and no one crossed the island from the castle to ask for a ferry.
The sound that makes me suspicious of the collapse of the wharf as it enters the night and gets crazy.
Already in the morning, when the eastern sky is finally turning white, everyone gets up and puts on a feather, lanterns and lanterns|
The wharf is free.
The wind fell, but the waves were still high, and the sound of the thunderous roaring offshore rustled and smashed like rain.
While looking around the people's ruins, I find that Kofuneichi is left on the rock and remains crushed.
Ask the man who seems to be the owner of the “whose boat” wholesaler.
"Unforgettable in the ship of my source uncle," no one of the young people answers.
People face to face and no words.
"Everyone can call my uncle Genji."
"Wake Yukan" A young man runs with a port light on the ground.
Ten steps ahead, you should see it already.
The pine tree is on the road, and the pine trees are suspicious of the branches.
A bold young man leans toward him and looks at it.
It's a source uncle.
There is a small graveyard near the port of Katsura and does not go east.
The grave of Uncle Gen's wife Yuri Dokiko Kosuke is here.
It is written as "Ikeda Gentaroyuki Tomb" and is not built here again.
Three graves lined up with Kosuke in the middle, and winter nights may fall, but the young young man in the city is still one of his uncle Gen Uncle | I feel sorry for my wife and children lonely living on the beach No.
Kishu is also Kishu, as if it were seen as a saeki-affiliated item rather than the town's one, as if it wandered out of the grave and wandered in the middle of the night in Kojo City like a person.
To one man, he said to him that his uncle Mina had been caught and died, and he merely covered his face.
底本：「日本文学全集12 国木田独歩 石川啄木集」集英社
Sokomoto: "Japanese Literature Complete Works 12 Doppo Kunikida Ishikawa Takubokushu" Shueisha
First edition September 7, 1967 (Showa 42)
9th edition, September 10, 1972 (Showa 47)
The bottom book: "Kunikita Doppo Complete Works" Gakken
Calibration: Mie Yamaki
Published October 21, 1998
Revised June 6, 2004
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