Who knows the secret of cherry tree?

Junichi Watanabe's novel Under the Cherry Tree tells the story of a man's emotional entanglement with a mother and daughter. As a mother, he fell in love with his daughter's boyfriend. The protagonist once said: "Because the girl's body is buried under the cherry blossoms, the pale pink flowers will bloom." It has also been mentioned that perhaps cherry blossoms absorb human blood and meat as nutrition. Junichi Watanabe's Under the Cherry Tree tells a sighing story with cherry blossoms in full bloom as the background. It tells the story of a man who lives between two women. Right-left, the president of a publishing house in Tokyo, fell in love with his lover, Liang Zi, the daughter of Ai Jun, the proprietress of Chencun, a Kyoto restaurant, and on the basis of the latter's affection for him, he used her rebellious attitude towards her mother Ai Jun to seduce and possess her. However, he still can't give up the relationship with Ju Nai. He not only longs for the maturity and elegance of his mother, but also loves his lovely young daughter. The psychological balance is sometimes biased towards this and sometimes towards that, so betrayal, deception, ugliness, absurdity, fragility, sin and sexual desire are intertwined. Mother Ju fell to her death in pain and loss, and died under the cherry tree, which just came true: "There are human bodies buried under the cherry tree." This sentence. Liang Zi also said "goodbye" to Yusa in the guilt of losing his mother. In the face of death, only love can fight, and it is not marriage but death that makes love last forever. So here it is: the secret under the cherry tree is "a woman's body is buried under the cherry tree." 2. The Bohemian Cafe is silvery white, and the brown cat is resting lazily in front of the window. It's just you and me under the low gray wall. Cherry blossoms have quietly fallen for an afternoon. You slept so sweetly on your shoulders, and your closed eyelashes were so beautiful in the breeze that you couldn't help whispering, I don't think you heard the white cherry blossoms falling silently in the shade. I love you quietly, too. I can hear your breath falling gently, just like the white cherry blossoms. I was so gentle to you. That love for you became my secret when you were asleep. The secret under the cherry blossoms, I owe you a debt. The white cherry blossoms have been falling quietly in my mind, just like I was so gentle to you. That love for you became my secret when you were asleep. It was the episode of Beauty 99, the secret of cherry blossoms 3: The agreement under the cherry blossoms was surprisingly cold this spring. Cherry blossoms flying all over the sky are like money spilled when paying homage to the dead. The children are flying kites happily in the square. Kites all over the sky, cherry blossoms all over the sky, and laughter all over the sky hurt my eyes. The cat died in my arms last night. This is the first night when cherry blossoms are in bloom. The afterglow of the sun shines warmly into my hut. I sat on the windowsill with my kitten in my arms, and the sun hung over us, as if I were sheltered by God. I gently sang old English songs, held the cat and shook it like a child. But when I called it again, it had no breath and closed its eyes very peacefully. Cherry blossoms fly all over the sky. Gently cover its uncooled body piece by piece. I think it is old. After all, it has been with me for dozens of years. It should have left happily, because I was singing its favorite song. The next morning I buried it under the cherry tree in the backyard. In the afternoon, a stranger came home. I haven't seen him, but my mother said he was our relative. He hugged me when I was a child. When I tried to remember, I couldn't remember. I have never had such a person in my mind. But I'm not afraid of him. I even think he looks familiar, although I have never met him. He is wearing a thin yellow sweater, thin, with long legs, and slender fingers tapping on the glass table from time to time. What makes me unforgettable is that his eyes are particularly deep and mysterious, and there are flashing lights, like two little ghosts who are about to be born. I stared at his eyes for a long time as if I could see something. It's like walking into a dark corridor with a small flickering flame at the end. I couldn't help approaching there, only to find that there was no end. What's there? I don't know, either. Is it an abyss or a cliff? He didn't hide it from me. Angular corners of the mouth have been rising. Suddenly, he reached out his long hand and gently held my little hand. But why is it so cold? "Remember? I used to hold your hand like this, when you were young! " I shook my head. "Just like this ..." He put his hand on my open palm. My body trembled slightly. Why is it so familiar? He looked me in the eye and smiled. "Remember?" I seem to remember, but I don't seem to remember. "When you were a child, you were afraid of the dark. Every night you hug me to sleep, and you comfort me by saying,' I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid!' But you are trembling with fear ... Besides, you like cookies very much, and you always save some for me. Did you stay today? Listen, you didn't sleep well last night, did you? I have dark circles under my eyes. It's not nice to have dark circles! ""You know what? The sunshine is very good. " He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Come on, I'll take you there." Gentle tone, like spring breeze, like cherry blossoms, like a cat scratching its auricle. I followed him at sunset. Cherry blossoms flew all over the sky and fell on my shoulder. The smell is overflowing. The night sky is suffocating, like a paper towel soaked in black ink. I walked in the figure of that strange man, and kept walking, without end. It is reported that a girl died mysteriously under the cherry tree in her backyard this morning. Cherry blossom petals covered her whole body. 4. The tree under the cherry tree has been there for many years ... how many stories have been told under the tree ... maybe even it can't be counted ... but it remembers every story ... because it has witnessed them so truly. And it has an ending, ......................................................................................................, and decades before that, the SOMA family had been in this world. And the red line between those two people has been tightly wrapped around their little finger since birth. There is a cherry tree at the end of this road. In fact, it can't be said to be over, because there is still a road behind the tree. Just because this tree is in the middle of the road, it seems to be at the end. There is a middle school not far from this cherry tree. Somatu goes to school there. She passes by this cherry tree every day after school, and occasionally someone accompanies her around this tree, but more often, her shadow is dragged by the sunset for a long time. She really doesn't want this. But she can't help it-she is a member of the SOMA family, and the SOMA family will become animals that have been embraced by the opposite sex in the zodiac. She is a rabbit. (2) "hello. "When Soma's head bypassed the cherry tree alone again in the sunset, someone stopped her from the tree. She raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound. A teenager with orange hair seems to be a classmate in the next class. " You're Sang Matu, right? "She clearly saw the boy sitting in the tree." You often bypass this tree alone and then walk home. Don't you feel lonely? "The boy's question made her pause." Um ... "She mumbled something." I'm Honda clip. "She didn't say a word, the man named Honda clip was silent. Somatou stood by the cherry tree in the sunset for a long time. And Honda clip, also has been sitting on the branches of the cherry tree, refused to leave for a long time. (3) There is not much connection between stories, and time is lost through fingers. The encounter under the cherry tree also left a clear mark on their hearts. Another bloody night, the two met again under the cherry tree. Different from last time, this time I sat in the shade of a tree. And through the distance, I see how similar the colors of the sunset are, and the hair color stays alone in the lush shade. "Can you ... stay with me for a while? "Nodded silently. Then he went to the other side of the tree and sat down. "SOMA, do you have the person you like? "For a long time, the clip opened." Um ... not yet. "The setting sun gradually sets." I have … that person, and I secretly call him' the elf under the cherry tree' ""Really … "Alas, it's no use telling you this. ""that ... that person does she like you? ""... "The clip didn't answer. On the other side of the tree, my eyes have been looking at the sunset, with a helpless face. (4) "You seem to have little contact with people at school. Why? ""... this is my secret. "There was a hint of displeasure in the tone." This secret is your destiny? ""Er ... "The clip on the other side of the tree was startled." ... well, I won't ask. "The sun is setting. What do you like, SOMA? " ... cherry blossoms and sunsets ... and ... ""What else? " "No.. "And you." She said to herself that it was getting late. Let me take you home. "Tou just wanted to answer, only to find that I don't know when I have come to my side. She nodded her head. Boss's home lives at the corner of this road. Caught at the corner on the other side of the road. In that bloody sunset, Jia's father encountered a landslide on his way home. Then he died. He intends to transfer to another school. Jia hasn't been to school for three days since the day they met. Their school is not big. So no matter what news there is, it will soon be known to everyone. Of course, transfer students are no exception. When he knew this, he felt sour for the first time. It was the first time that she felt heartache for someone who had nothing to do with her. The first time, maybe the last time. After school that day, she leaned against the cherry tree, waiting for the clip to appear in front of her. She waited a long time. The setting sun only scattered a corner. A familiar and faint footsteps came into her ears. "Why are you here? ""... are you going to transfer? "A long time, she said. Pinched his lips and said, "How about ... yes." "Why ..." "My father died. My family's only source of income has been cut off ... My mother is taking me to Kobe to make a living. " Say that finish, the clip's face sank ... That ... That ... Is that you ... Will you come here in the future? "I choked out this sentence. I don't know how to answer this question. He saw the tears on his face dyed red by the sunset. "I think ... as long as I remember the days here ... I will come back ..." I raised my eyes with tears. Looking into her eyes, I feel unspeakable pain in my heart. He doesn't really want to leave here. (6) The next day, the clip will leave. Go to the railway station to see him off. "I'll miss you after you leave. "The head said ..." The clip was awkward. He is a very careless person, but this time he noticed that his eyes were red. She must have cried all night last night. "Do you have anything to say to me? ""I want to ask you a question ... what is your fate? "I was shocked." ... there's no harm in telling you I am a zodiac rabbit, and my' Xiangma' is a family that will become an animal in the zodiac after being hugged by the opposite sex. I have never let anyone hug me except my father. "There was a silence." Then I also want to ask you a question ... who is your "elf under the cherry tree"? "The roar of the train came from me. The clip didn't speak. He put down his luggage and held you in his arms. He changed in an instant. "It's you." Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes.