2019年6月9日日曜日

lazy license

I couldn't concentrate on the class today, so I skipped it.





Because I was not interested in the secret of the rope pattern of Jomon Pottery.





It seemed more important to me today to watch the birds eat fish.





I went to the river.





There is a river about 10 class river 10 minutes' walk from school.





The river is a little high so as not to overflow, and there are many benches beside it, which is a rest area.





But it was not easy to see.





I thought it would be all right, so I kept looking at it, and a big white bird flew into the river.





Here comes the bird. I wish I could have a fish soon.





I saw him groom for about five minutes in the river. I wonder what it is.





They do the same things you do when you wake up in the morning and wash your face. I wonder if birds wash their faces.





Thinking about it, she put a fish in her mouth. And I had a drink.





Oh, it goes so easily. I wonder if I can taste it.





He is casually groomed, as if nothing had happened.





One life became food. That word remained in the corner of my head, but when I ate the gyudon in the school cafeteria, that idea blew away.





I was just hungry.





Come to think of it, I forgot to eat breakfast.





Oh, I want to eat sushi today.





I took the next lecture while remembering the taste of salmon.



(I want to eat sushi where many lives gather.)

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