My dearest, little princess. Hair fluttering, in the direction of the wind. Under the cherry tree, dancing gracefully, following the direction of the flowers. My dear little princess was born from bamboo, and the urchin in the village called her: bamboo. Princess, your presence has brought joy to a small family. Princess, please have fun and play with the world. Princess, how naughty you are when you just learned to play the piano. Princess, your piano skills have been superb, I beg you, rest now. Princess, why don't you go home late at night? Princess, your heart is on the cold moon. But you say that your greatest wish is to be the daughter of the land. Princess, go home. After all, the world can't hold you. But how sadly your gray-haired adoptive father and adoptive mother cried. Princess, why have you turned into an immortal and still look back to the world? Little princess, why are you crying?
After reading "The Story of Kaguya Princess", I burst into tears. Because you are too beautiful, because my ideal is you. But now, step by step, I have seen so much darkness and felt so many human feelings. How to do it? Sometimes, I feel like I'm being overwhelmed, and so are my ideals. Now seeing you, seeing the moon, cherry blossoms, every grass and every tree, I always feel supported by you. My ideal lives on the moon, what is submerged is the reflection of the moon, the reflection of my ideal is intact, it lies quietly on the moon without a word, only smiles I hold fragrant flowers and worship my life on earth My life is mountains, water, and the vast Yangtze River. It is also running with a porridge and a meal. I run and my feet are like falling flowers, kissing the earth and praying. I pray that the sound of the piano in my heart is like clouds and mists hugging the moon.
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