Chapter 323: Kenji Miyazawa

At less than nine o’clock in the evening, Masayoshi Kishimoto appeared at the Manila Bar. The decoration style of this small bar was slightly simple. The tables, sofas, and other furnishings inside the bar were all old.

The business was not very good, and the profit margins were not big, so the bar barely managed to survive and not close down. This place provides a good place for people from the lower class of society to relax, have fun, and unwind.

The reason why Masayoshi Kishimoto appeared here was that he had hidden his true identity by joining a fellowship among the literati.

There weren’t many of them, a few dozen in total. There were nine of them who were able to gather here tonight. They came one after another, and each of them was able to find a random spot to sit down.

Their topic of conversation tonight was centered around Miyazawa Kenji. Miyazawa Kenji was virtually unknown during his lifetime, and his children’s story “Crossing the Snowy Plains” was the only work for which he received any payment during his lifetime, and was published in the magazine “Patriotic Woman”.

It is feared that some people know the name of Miyazawa Kenji, a Japanese author, from another of his popular fairy tales, Night of the Galactic Railroad.

Then again, it was the latter-day manga-anime Bunho Ino. Nowadays, his position in the history of Japanese literature is a titanic figure, if not one of the best.

From elementary school to junior high school to university, both public and private, there is no national language textbook chosen by each of them that doesn’t excerpt one of his works to be taught to the students.”

As far as Masayoshi Kishimoto himself is concerned, he could have borrowed Haruki Murakami’s comment on Kenji Miyazawa’s work to express his own inner truth, that it really is not his cup of tea.

In this one inadvertently reminds him of the black humor of the pure literature writer in the middle of the cold Japanese drama masterpiece World Wonderful Story 1997 Autumn SP No Suicide Sorrowful Injustice.

The writer had no money to pay for his son’s college education, so he thought of reprinting a book that had only sold 3,000 copies.

As a result, the reprinted book could not even sell a single copy. The writer then thought of committing suicide to boost sales, but all kinds of accidents hit him and he couldn’t die.

He was suddenly on fire by mistake, and sold two hundred and fifty thousand copies of his book. When he is in the midst of his success and doesn’t want to kill himself anymore, a group of kids send a baseball flying in his direction.

When the writer tried to catch it, he slipped, stepped on top of his three books, hit the back of his head on a rock, and died.

During his lifetime, Kenji Miyazawa’s writing was not taken seriously, and it was only after his death that he became famous. In 1996, Miyazawa’s 100th birthday was celebrated, and Miyazawa Fever began again in Japan.

Miyazawa Kenji has a tendency to be deified in the Japanese literary world, not only because of the special style of his works, but also because his works always contain an endless depth of meaning, as if they could not be explored endlessly, which also triggered a fervent trend of research on Miyazawa Kenji among the descendants.

Publishers have competed to publish various editions of the complete works of Miyazawa Kenji, as well as biographies, studies of his works, and even illustrations of the constellations and plants that appear in his writing, as well as movies about his life.

In addition to a detailed examination of his works, his background, thoughts, and ideas were also explored in a comprehensive manner. The aim is to present the most complete picture of Miyazawa Kenji in all his diversity.

It was as if a Miyazawa Kenji festival had been held in the Japanese cultural and publishing world. It is important to mention that although Miyazawa Kenji produced a lot of works, most of them were unpublished during his lifetime.

Moreover, Miyazawa was always revising his works, and many of them were unfinished and unfinalized. As a result, not all of Miyazawa’s works as we see them today are complete, and there are often missing words, missing passages, and so on.

Since they were compiled by later generations, many of them were left incomplete in their original form, with respect for the originator. However, given Miyazawa Kenji’s position in the Japanese literary world, even the remnants of his works are regarded as treasures.

Moreover, even if something is missing, it does not hinder the excellence of his works and the coherence of his style. This has even become a characteristic of Miyazawa Kenji’s literature.

The possibility of perfection in the midst of imperfection is perhaps the most interesting aspect of Miyazawa Kenji’s literature. The river of time always sifts out the best of the best for the world, and sifts through the vast sea of books to find the best of the best for eternity.

The era of Miyazawa Kenji is nearly a century ago. Perhaps the wheel of civilization is moving forward relentlessly, but there are always some traces left behind that are eternal, that is, the yearning for a pure heart, the pursuit of eternal life, and the insistence on having a dream of the hope of obsession.

Kamiji Minamino is a big fan of Kenji Miyazawa. He began his speech with a grandiose speech, showing off his differences from them in front of the crowd.

When he finished, Masayoshi Kishimoto put forward his own different point of view, “Kenji Miyazawa died of exhaustion and depression.

When he was alive, he wrote works that were not understood, and after his death, he became famous. But will people know all this after they die? Even the highest distinction will not help.

I only value living in the present. Whether it’s a traditional novel or a popular novel, the only thing that can interest me lies in whether the spirit can be enjoyed, contemplated, and enlightened ……”

The moment he said this, he immediately caused the people in the audience to fall into an extraordinary silence. This is absolutely the big truth, but also said what each heart wants, but not able to say the words.

Some of them are poor, more than anyone knows the terrible poor. The horror of poverty can not only be extremely easy to induce the human nature of the evil idea, but also will be passed on from generation to generation.

If one does not strive to change and get rid of poverty, then one’s next generation is very likely to remain poor for the rest of their lives. Or, if they don’t, they won’t be able to have any offspring, and that’s the end of it.

In Japan, which is a high-pressure society, and in Tokyo, which is a cosmopolitan city, you can live as if you have money. If you have money, you can live like you are in paradise, lamenting the shortness of life and living as if it were a day.

Without money, you can live like you are in hell, lamenting that life is too long and that the days are like years. To be poor is tantamount to committing a sin.

As Masayoshi Kishimoto spoke, he picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip of what was there, but did not put it down.

He held the glass in his hand, and without any hypocrisy, he shared his truest thoughts, “I definitely don’t want to live a life of autarky and die a rest.

I have a dream, I want to own a super mansion of thousands of square meters in Minato-ku, with a panoramic view of not only the cityscape of Tokyo, but also the unparalleled sea view of Tokyo Bay.

I have a dream that my girlfriends will be more beautiful and more lovely than ever, with beautiful women from all over the world lining up to meet me.

I have a dream that I’ll be the object of rivalry and jealousy among the public relations ladies of some high-class clubs in Ginza.

I have a dream, I’m also going to have a supercar, a private yacht, a private airplane, my own publishing house, my own bookstore ……”

He took Martin? Luther King Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” is to make changes above the content, but still left the sentence style that expresses the truest feelings of the heart.

“It seems that Kishimoto-san has lofty ambitions! I am ashamed of it.” Nanno Kamiji said with a smirk on his face.

“Could it be that you don’t want to have that kind of future where your dreams come true?” Masayoshi Kishimoto bluntly asked a rhetorical question.

Nanno Kamiji was instantly speechless. If one were to stick one’s neck out and say the word “don’t want”, it would be tantamount to showing hypocrisy in front of the other party, as well as in front of the crowd.

I want to, everyone wants to. However, not everyone is able to realize all this, become true. He knew in his heart that for people like them, it was more of a fantasy than a dream.

Japan’s social class solidification is serious, it is not something that can be broken through just because you want to. Without outstanding talent and some good luck, it would only be a fantasy.