It is when I went to Fukushimaigata in Niigata. I rented a bicycle at the station, and as I go straight through the endless countryside, I saw a true yellow flower garden. It was a beautiful sight like laughing away all future melancholy and insecurity.
I remembered the day of the entrance ceremony of the junior high school.
Flower garden beside school road. In the warm sunshine, a lot of rape flowers shaking like laughing. They seemed to wait for tomorrow with overflowing pleasure.