Wen/Yuan Fish

Food is the power to heal sadness.

Summer, autumn, winter and spring change, and the city children work hard in the fields and enjoy the delicious food made by themselves after work. When I was a child, my good memories with my mother were aroused little by little, and I slowly forgot the grievances of leaving my hometown, the melancholy of love and the loneliness of being abandoned by my mother.

Under the cherry trees, on the country road, the city children rode their bicycles and galloped forward bravely.

In winter

It snows in Komori. Snowflakes swirl and fall on the forest, fields and roofs, and it is all white everywhere.

There aren't many vegetables to eat in winter, so the city will try to make them. Sometimes I recall my mother's specialty, such as the two-color cake baked with Redmi and spinach at Christmas, and the natto-flavored glutinous rice balls that my mother learned to make with the villagers after coming to Komori; Sometimes bracken picked in the mountains in spring and pickled is made into side dishes, dried persimmons picked from persimmon trees in autumn are shredded and mixed with frozen radish slices made in winter.

When it snows, I especially want to eat noodles, frozen radish pickled herring soup, wild vegetables and winter bamboo shoots.

The city child was shocked when she first received the bill when she remembered that she had just entered the city to work. Although Komori brought rice and miso, it costs money to buy vegetables, and it also costs water and drainage to wash rice and vegetables. In order to save the city children from eating only instant noodles and rice every meal, they later tried to grow their own vegetables, and sprinkled radish seeds in the box of bowl noodles, which grew in a month.

Shizi likes a boy who works in the same supermarket. Seeing that he only eats bread and vitamin supplements every day, he makes a barbecue rice ball and his own pickled radish, as well as an omelet specially made by his mother.

One day, Shizi didn't wait for the boy to have dinner together, and ignored her. Shizi had to hide and feel sad, but never had the courage to face it.

In Komori, children can use sweets to relieve stress. Red beans planted in spring can be picked, dried, selected and stored. When the cold winter comes, they can be made into red bean cakes, red bean buns, soup ingredients and red bean cakes.

the snow stopped, the sun was shining everywhere, and white clouds floated by. When the sun shines, the snow on the branches will fall violently, but when the sun is blocked by white clouds, the snow will still crawl on the branches.

Life is like a river, flowing quietly through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and passing through people's childishness, youth, maturity and aging.

On the only way for everyone to grow up, all the pain and loneliness can only be endured silently. When you cross over, life begins to become wonderful.

Shellfish will wrap their soft bodies with hard shells. When a grain of sand flies into the shell-opened shell, it hurts the shellfish. In order to relieve the pain, the shellfish continuously secretes liquid and wraps the sand, which is the formation of pearls.

pain is a kind of vigilance and nourishment. Withstand the pain of the body, the spirit will grow with it.

Spring

In Komori, there will be a heavy snow every few years in spring, even in the year when mom left home.

at school that day, I told my mother that Kiko wanted to eat winter flower miso sauce and asked her to help her cook it, but that time, her mother didn't cook it sweet enough and put less sugar. Mother's unique skill is to make fluffy and soft potato bread. She said that the secret recipe of ingredients and dosage was told to her when she was twenty years old, but it was not mentioned in the autumn letter.

When eating winter flower miso sauce and making potato bread, the city children will think of their mother.

working outside, carrying sacks heavier than yourself, while being scolded by the boss: young people should not be lazy, work quickly. When the city child was so tired that he squatted on the ground, he also thought of his mother.

the city child doesn't understand that if he wants to make money alone, he has to do housework to make a living, and no one will share all the pain.

to my mother, do you consider yourself her relative?

My mother wrote in her letter,

When I fell somewhere, every time I looked back at myself, I found that I fell in the same place every time. Although I have been working hard, I always draw a circle in the same place. In the end, I just returned to the original point, which is very frustrating, but I have accumulated experience every time. So whether it is failure or success, it is no longer the origin, so-it should not be called "circle" but "spiral". From a certain point of view, it seems to be going around in the same place, but in fact it will deviate from one point or the next. If that's the case, it's okay. Perhaps, people themselves are "spirals", going around in the same place, but each time it's different, extending up or down or sideways.

slowly, the city child began to understand her mother's words.

Shizi feels that he should choose his life with a positive attitude, and he should make another effort.

There is no smooth road to life, and every step you take counts.

sow in spring, grow in summer, harvest in autumn and store in winter. Komori's life goes round and round year after year, and so does life.

farmers in komori know that crops should be cultivated in advance, and this winter should be prepared for the coming year. Everything has to be timed. Because every crop has its own sowing date, neither too early nor too late. Growth should match the weather, as well as the habits of flowers and birds on the mountain in the season.

Learn raw materials and wisdom from life and nature, work hard, and live seriously, even if the hard work ends up drawing water with nothing.

don't complain, be strong and love the land under your feet, even if it is lost, it is also a gain.

from the ordinary and simple farming life, the city children learn that they don't regret every circle they have bypassed and every futile effort they have made. Life is rich and simple. As long as you work hard, you will break through the cocoon one day and reach the other side of happiness.

Life is like a mirror. How you treat her, she will repay you.

treat life well, treat yourself well and eat every meal with yourself.