[Three Days, One Issue] Little Date's Flower

There is a small monument in my courtyard, not for Mr. Fujiwara, but for Mr. Kinoshita Hiyoshi whom I knew.

The gourd vines hanging beside the wooden monument have withered.It was the rainy day when we were separated. When the heavy rain had just stopped, the two gentlemen and I returned home to hold a funeral for this heavenly flower.

The raindrops were still crumbling.

Mr. Sanriyue and I walked in front holding green vines in our hands; Mr. Yiqi walked behind holding the beautiful box containing dead flowers.

We dug a small grave in the garden.

I kissed the flower's diary first, and then buried it in the soil together with the box.

Those two hung vines on the monument as a salute.

Everything is as silent as sunset.

——Because this flower died cruelly in the war of the soul.

And we have neither guns nor cannons.

END