At that time, he was an instructor at the Yokosuka Naval School, and he is drawing a rare private theory from inside the Yokosuka Line. Forcibly opening the window of a train that is badly built even though black smoke comes in, and throwing oranges at the younger brothers who have sent off his sister while suppressing sadness is the best expression of affection. I thought I should send it off at the station and hand it over there, but I also think that it is because an admission ticket is required to enter the platform to see off at the station, so the family of a poor family can not do it. I can imagine. He reminds me that when he leaves the house or he only has to hand him slowly outside the station, he agrees with Ryunosuke's feelings. These children come to think that they just wanted to play this kind of play using a train that they rarely get on. Aside from the assumptions on the way, it seems that each person may judge the other person or things only by his or her own beliefs. Have emotions that make you angry or irritated. It's a loss, but it's also human beings who can't see the future from that little emotion. It's good to respect anyone. It is also wonderful to have a heart to care for the other person. He also has a broad heart to understand the other person. A girl who grew up in the country and looks bad has boarded the vehicle. Her protagonist feels uncomfortable and she can't stay. However, the train started running. She opens the train window for the girl, but the smoke from the train rushes through the window, making the hero uncomfortable and disgusting. At that time, outside her, her younger brothers came to see off the girl's love and unstoppability. Then she opens her window and gives her tangerine to her younger brothers. She notices that the girl goes to her place of service. And her chest gets hot, and I'm holding my eyes down.Reducing the number of mouths one needs to feed (esp. By giving up children for adoption, apprenticeship, etc.)? There is something beautiful about brotherhood, even if it's not beautiful.
When I thought that the daughter of the example who leaned out of the window and shook her frosty hand to the left and right vigorously, the tangerine oranges dyed in the color of a warm day that made me excited. About five or six, they fell apart from the sky over the children who had forgotten the train. I took my breath away. Now I understand everything in the moment. The younger brother is probably about to go to her place of service. He rewarded the labor of his younger brothers. The railroad crossing in the dark-colored town, the three children who screamed at the birds, and the bright tangerine colors that spilled over it, all outside the train window. I passed by in a blink of an eye, but on my heart, this scene was burned to the point of pain. From there, I was conscious of the unfathomable cheerful heart that I wanted to gain. I raised my head in a hurry and gazed at the little girl as if I saw another person. The little girl someday returned to the seat in front of me, and s...