My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

"My Japanese Story is a bit sweet (!

There is a legend in Nagano Prefecture. In the vast mountains, there lived a chubby Mr. Totoro.

At night, it will lead its children to play tunes at the top of the branches. When it rains, it will wear a small lotus leaf hat and wait for its majestic Big Cat bus at the bus stop.

Its wide belly is as soft as cotton. When it is asleep, you can also jump around on it, and lie on it to sleep when you are tired.

It has a temperate temperament and is steady and steady. It will reach out to you when you are most difficult.

"So why are there cat buses?"

"I heard that it was a kind of cat demon in ancient times. Because it liked the shape of a bus, it became a cat bus."

"Liar, how can there be such a cat demon."

"If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Totoro."

"Ehhhhh~~"

"Puff...haha~~" Xindao rolled around two times happily, with a small face buried on Mr. Totoro's belly, and his mouth exclaimed: "It's so comfortable~~ It's like rolling on a blanket with geothermal heat in winter. Same as above."

"Ehhhh~~" Mr. Totoro glared small and small eyes, stretched out a short hand and nodded her forehead. The soft green air flow spread in the car, and the tip of his nose was suddenly filled with a healing breath like a young leaf.

"Ah, the injury is healed." Niijima cried out in surprise like a child, and looked at the Fujiwara starry sky.

In the clear black eyes, there are two starry sky set off.

It took Fujiwara Starry sky about a second to distinguish between the two starry sky, one is himself and the other is the gorgeous starry sky outside the car window.

Before he could react, Makoto Niijima bounced from Mr. Totoro's stomach and slammed directly into his arms.

She looked out the window and urged: "Look at it."

Hearing the sound of gurgling water, Fujiwara Xingkong turned his head and looked out the window, and found that the cat-shaped bus was on a river, running away on the sparkling water.

Above the roof, there is a beautiful starry sky.

The black sky curtain is studded with diamond-like stars, shining with dazzling light, pouring out tens of thousands of silver gray, and the whole world is covered with a beautiful and refined silver gauze.

The river water exudes a mysterious atmosphere in the quiet night, the water and the sky melt into one color, which deeply attracts the human soul.

Starlight rippled on the ripples stepped on by the cat's claws, and the gentleness was transmitted to the nerve endings through the ripples, and a lot of memories suddenly surged in my heart. With the flow of water, it seemed that who cut the starlight into sparks, which made people watch for a moment. Exhausted bustling.

"Wow...It's so pretty."

Niijima’s joyous voice pulled Fujiwara’s thoughts back to reality. He looked down. The girl was lying by the window, the starlight gleaming on the tip of her nose, and the breeze blowing over her side, like With life-like, with a pleasant "whoop" sound, wherever he goes, there is peace and tranquility.

It's like a child~~ Fujiwara Hoshikori thought, but then he smiled in his heart again.

Her current age is indeed just a child. Probably, what I want to do is to make her happy so simply.

"Fujiwara, do you know."

"Well, what?"

Shinjima suddenly turned her head and stared at him with rounded eyes. Fujiwara Hoshizora was surprised to find that there was a rare blush on her cheeks.

"In my eyes, you are like a starry sky, you will shine."

The lights in the carriage are flying around her like pollen and catkins, which reminds people of the romance of spring.

Afterwards, she gently buried her face on Fujiwara Star's chest.

"Can you give me a fairy tale? Don't break it."

I wanted to push her hands away and stopped, then stiffly landed on the girl's back.

"Sleep." Fujiwara Stars eyes rubbed the complicated starlight, and the evening breeze from outside the window moved his collar. He opened his mouth and paused again. "When I wake up, there will be more beautiful scenery."

"Don't lie to me!"

"Ok!"

Hearing his assurance, Niijima smiled relievedly.

The laughter echoed in the warm carriage, and the warm smile drifted away with the wind.

There is no need to speak too much, because all emotions are inexplicable, the stars are reflected on the water, the flowing water and the stones bid farewell softly, and the moon and the fish express their affection.

This end, the other end, the sky, and the water are all gathering the same stars, the same light, and the same color.

Mr. Totoro looked at the two in doubt, after a long time, smiling slyly, Xiao Tan took out a flute in his hand, and played ethereal music.

At the same time, the voice of the gods faintly came from my ears.

[Wind from deep in the forest. ]

[Extends an invisible hand and gently strokes the wheat ears. ]

[Feng'er walks by and blows your hair. ]

[Swaying and leaving quietly. ]

In this floating light and glimpse, everything seems to be illusory, and only this lingering singing voice has a trace of existence weight. Like a lonely surfboard floating in the vast sea, on the hot summer sea, a mirage in the distance can be glimpsed.

Along the passage of the wind, the cat-shaped bus traveled all the way, traversing the gentle river, traversing the verdant fields, and traversing the undulating hillsides.

Approaching the early morning, the panic of the night ended, and the warm lights walked through the morning mist, like roaming in a fairyland.

As the sun rises, the instant bright light penetrates the ocean of ashes...

What appeared in front of us was the spreading green.

Small fishes are watching swimming in the crevices of the leaves, and shrimps with flowers are standing on the tips of grass blades. The entangled grass and trees inadvertently revealed a few homes. There were ancient houses with flags flying inscribed, the alleys followed by the wooden boardwalk in front of the houses, and the deep tunnels under the bridges, which seemed to have railroad tracks leading to deeper places.

The cat-shaped bus came from the morning light, happily tunneled, and rushed to another world.

...

In the dream, colorful waves surged, it was a huge sea of ​​flowers, overwhelming, and easily annihilated her in this shaking halo.

When I opened my eyes, I found that it was dawn.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the glazed window and shines on the ancient candlestick.

The air was mixed with the freshness of the earth, and the birds stopped on the branches of the tree, crying tirelessly, with one sound.

Niijima turned over from the bed, walked out of the corridor, opened the entrance door, and stepped into the courtyard.

After walking along the stone path for a while, I came across a neat row of wooden fences, where the gravel path was cut off by the pond.

In the clear water, a few koi carps are playing and playing in the pond, the noodles and moss on the poolside are growing gratifyingly, a few creepers chase after me, and bees and dragonflies circling in a staggered way, a scene full of vitality.

She walked along the pond for a while, after which she glanced at a beautiful white arc. Afterwards, I heard the sound of the white hunting clothes being stroked by the greedy morning wind~www.wuxiahere.com~ In front of the line of sight, I don’t know when Fujiwara Xingkong, who changed into a white hunting clothes, sat quietly by the pond with his hands folded. A bunch of flower branches were waving boringly, and the finely shredded petals fell on the surface of the water, shimmering and reflecting shimmering light.

The swimming fish under the water seemed to understand his mind, one after another, they came to the soles of his feet in the water, kind and well-behaved. The corners of his lips raised slightly, and his eyebrows stared at the fish swimming between his feet like water.

The summer morning light stained his side face with crystals, and he looked from a distance as if he had fallen into the world.

Shinshima was fascinated for a while, and she pressed her mouth tightly, for fear that she could not help but scream out, ruining this picturesque scene.

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