Directed by Masaharu Kawamori to commemorate the centenary of Kenji Miyazawa's birth, "The Spring of Kenji Miyazawa" is loved by Miyazawa fans and is regarded as a "divine work".
Kenji died young, and his life was fixed at the age of 37. 37 years old is a person's real spring. The "spring" here is a word, a dream, and a life.
In his short life of 37 years, Kenji was a man of many identities, he was the son of a merchant, a teacher, a farmer, an agricultural instructor, and a devout Buddhist and social activist, but he was first and foremost a writer, a great poet, a fairy tale writer, and a lexicographer.
In the era in which Kenji lived, he published words that no one cared about, and no one applauded his practice, but as the years passed, his writings passed the test of time and left a strong mark in the history of literature, influencing generations.
In "The Spring of Kenji", Masaharu Kawamori presents us with a beautiful and sad literary world of Kenji with his prose poetry-like narrative technique.
Take students to feel the virtuous rule of nature
Kenji's innocence, sensitivity and delicacy make him naturally full of curiosity and imagination about nature, with a unique aesthetic.
He would bathe in the sun with the calendulas on the side of the road, so that time flew by without noticing;
He will close his eyes with the students and feel the warm spring sunshine and the gentle breeze of the song;
He would notice the stones by the river like human faces, and beat the stones with the students, listening to the whispers of the earth;
He travels with his friend Kane, sees the telephone pole on the side of the road, and can't help but chant "shoulder to shoulder, red arms pulled up each other";
He saw the morning sun at the top of the mountain and found "a Mesozoic dinosaur floating in the amber sky."
A person must be sensitive and delicate in his heart to discover the beauty of nature. How tolerant and peaceful a person's state of mind must be in order to show the beauty of great love.
Ice sugar is not something you want, but we can taste the clean, clear breeze and drink the beautiful, peach-colored sunrise. In the woods or fields, I often see torn clothes transformed into the most beautiful velvet coats, rosés or jewel-encrusted garments. These beautiful foods and clothes are my favorite.
Matter has never been the direction of Kenji's heart, in his eyes, everything in nature is beautiful, even the food and drink dew, the sash of clothes have a special taste.
The wilderness in Kenji's eyes
Love nature, feed on nature, nature fills the entire body, evoking the individual's ultimate perception and enjoyment of beauty. As a result, nature reciprocates with sentimentality, and the overflowing emotions in the heart naturally and smoothly pour out from the tip of the pen.
There are so many things I want to write, but I can't control my hands, and those words naturally jump out of the paper, and I bow my head respectfully and thank you.
Most people's egos stay at the level of primitive impulses, but Kenji is an exception. Feeling nature and translating them into words is like Kenji's innate instinct, which flows naturally and is completely irrepressible.
Leading the students on the country road, looking at the sun, the blue sky, and the dead trees, Kenji stood still and had a flash of inspiration, and quickly pulled out the notepad he carried with him. Gradually, the time-dead sky began to change color, and the butterflies between the flowers fluttered their wings gently.
Inspiration is here
Suddenly, the butterfly tentacles moved slightly, the fierce wind swept through the rice field, the water between the ridges sparkled, the branches flew birds, Kenji blurted out, "A long cry of sorrow, the sorrow of the birds interlaced ...", between the pen and the dragon and the snake, the birds flew freely in the sky.
Inspiration
"Staggered... Sorrow and sorrow...", the traces of the feathers of the birds in the sky gradually began to go wild, the tip of the pen was broken, and it wandered on the paper with bumps and twists and turns, like a train passing by, emitting a sad song, the thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and the birds scattered.
Inspiration dissipates
The director uses this stream of consciousness to express the fountain of thoughts and the interruption of thoughts, and the expressiveness is simply explosive, which is amazing. The impact of this one-shot effort makes people want to scream!
Kenji is perceiving nature with his life at any time and anywhere, and keeps his pen and cultivation, and his experience and thoughts have become deep and mellow and extremely moving through the tempering of the years.
Therefore, we can read these beautiful words today: "Galactic Railway Night", "Wind and Sansaburo", "Acorn and Bobcat", "Earth God and Fox", "Bear of Slippery Bed Mountain", "Crossing the Snowfield", "Gemini", "Deer Dance Origin"...
These stories of mine, written between the wooded fields and the railway line, are gifts from rainbows and moonlight. A man walked through the oak woods, trembling in this blue twilight, in this November mountain wind. This thought overwhelmed me entirely, and then I reduced this inextricable thought to a story, and wrote them down truthfully, as they were.
Kenji, who is one with nature
A person who can both discover natural beauty and appreciate natural beauty, a person who can both taste the beauty of words and create the beauty of words, he and nature and words are innately connected and inseparable.
Just like bees, smelling the flowers, dancing among the flowers, collecting pollen to make honey, and sucking honey pulp for a living, it belongs to nature and builds nature.
Flowers, bees, honey, nature, people, words... Just as making honey is the instinct of bees, writing is kenji's instinct. In the canvas of time, Kenji uses nature as ink and words as pens, and exudes original but timeless ink paintings.
Kenji is a person chosen by nature and words, and only nature and words, and can only be nature and words, can make him always enthusiastic and pursue life.
Without considering reality, Kenji would probably prefer to feed on nature and words, live in his ideal hometown, and talk to his friend Kane "all night at the Ueno Library, talk about literature, drama... And how to walk the path of truth together... Until the end".
Kenji and his friend Hosaka Kane talk about their dreams at the top of the mountain
How I hope that the fragments of these little stories will eventually become your transparent food!
Unfortunately, in Kenji's time, his words were not recognized, and for that era, it was not a huge loss.
Fortunately, after Kenji's death, his works have been widely seen in the world in the past hundred years, loved by everyone and influenced the lives of many people.
The bitterness of anger is still cyan
Under the light transmitted by the April gas layer
Spitting, gritting teeth and pacing
I'm just a Shura
Shhh, let us not disturb this literary and artistic youth who has a dialogue with nature and words, and only savor the sun, air, wind, water and calendula petals in his text...
One of the most well-known photos of Kenji Miyazawa
Text/Canine cat lady