9.24.2016

白秋の扉 : The Autumnal Gateway

While drinking green tea, and listening to Arabic tunes for my dances and classes. sometimes I'm really wondering what I do some aesthetic element of quite different points. I guess I like sounds and incline tastes to its infinite interests across the seas. It is for me that I have the ordinary Japanese internal of mine that too as steadily. my name in origin is the meaning of the land, earth, home, region, and Japanese when it uses towards outside. Sometimes, in my life, these words have come to life as synonyms for my destination, to which I dictate myself. It is not only seemingly geographical one, but also it is as its best. That's on account of the extreme simplicity and chasteness, like that appears to some almost barren. I'd like to live its trait of being nice and polite kindly. The ideal is a result of a conception of greatness in the smallest incidents of life. The path furnished the basis for aesthetic ideals, would make it practical.  I must clear myself, for my spirit is at stake, because several reasons, that's being to be longer text to write those subjects, and also that's very important to be careful nicely, according to sort of woman's dignity intact, so will be writing another daily. I looked beyond, flowers are almost not. Nor in the waxing light of an autumn dawn. That is what becomes deeper and deeper, as close to my born day as annual.