Like Mr. Children Irodori
song that I'd like to sing in karaoke recently:
I want to add colour in
my monochrome life.
The blue and orange grows
A warm pink suffuses my cheeks
The beautiful colours grow
It was already a half of
my one-year study in Japan. There is no reason except I want to colour myself
and my life. In spite of feeling homesick, I am enjoying the life here: on time
schedule, queuing, train, bicycle, less car and motor!
Paddy field along rail, Mie Prefecture |
Lacking of language maybe makes me sick since I can not join
in every conversation of my friend. Ooh no.
On Children's Day, Going to Ise Jingu |
During spring and summer,
I saw people here enjoying the season vividly since I am comparing to Indonesia
where there is almost no difference of each day along year.
Ajisai Matsuri, Taki, Mie Prefecture |
Or maybe I got an escape
from boring question too *smirk.
In briefly, this one year
should be and will be colourful.
Merantaulah, kau akan
dapatkan pengganti kerabat dan kawan
Berlelah-lelahlah,
manisnya hidup terasa setelah lelah berjuang
Aku melihat air menjadi
rusak karena diam tertahan
Jika mengalir menjadi
jernih, jika tidak kan keruh menggenang
(Imam Syafii from Negeri 5 Menara A.Fuadi)
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