Write well, don't fight

"This is the first large-scale organized reader parade in the history of Yokohama. It was triggered by the unfair treatment of writer Izumi Kyoka, with students and literature lovers as the main body, reflecting the contemporary youth. People's infinite love for literature and the pursuit of personal freedom express their desire for freedom of thought... Many years later, we can be surprised to find that after the "Izumi Kyoka Movement", literary works in Yokohama have emerged one after another No need, a hundred flowers bloom, covering almost all the literary forms we are involved in, and the various ideas expressed in his works are still being studied and discussed by people today. The "Spring Mirror Flower Movement" marks the liberation of people's literary thoughts, and is recognized by historians. It is unanimously recognized by scholars as the beginning of modern Yokohama literary history."

--------Excerpt from "History of Modern Japanese Literature - Yokohama Chapter"

In the detective agency, everyone sat side by side, and sitting opposite was Miss Weixia, the initiator of the reader demonstration that made people laugh and cry.

However, only the frowning Kunikida Doppo was really ready to have a serious and heart-to-heart talk. Being dragged to help carry things, the president sat in the office as usual, Edogawa ran on the table while chewing potato chips and playing with glass marbles, while Dazai Osamu was lying on the sofa flipping through the book "Total Suicide". "Handbook" humming a strange song of martyrdom, only Atsushi Nakajima nervously looked at Kunikida Doppo for a while, looked at Izumi Kyoka next to him, and then at Miss Weisha with a natural face, and Dai Mr. Miyazawa, who was wearing a straw hat, looked curiously at the strange atmosphere among the few people at the moment.

"Weisha, did you consider the impact on the detective agency when you did this!" Kunikida Doppo looked at the girl's bewildered expression, and pressed his temple with a headache.

"What effect?" Wei Xia blinked, completely unable to understand why the other party asked her this way.

"Mr. Kunikida, Ms. Weixia is just worried about Kyoka..." Atsushi Nakajima's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared under the stare of the blond man.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm the one who initiated it under my own name." Weixia nodded, and Kunikida Doppo's face softened a little, but the girl added in the next second, "Don't worry, I've already told my friends It has promoted our editorial department!"

……

The pen held by Kunikida Doppo almost pierced the paper, and he asked nervously, "What friend?"

"Of course all the friends who participated in the event that day!" Wei Xia replied with a smile, "Everyone is a fan of you gentlemen. They said that they will definitely promote the editorial department to their family and friends!"

Kunikida Doppo is about to faint...

Wei Xia also turned on the computer, clicked on a website, turned the page to everyone and said proudly: "Dangdang! This is the website of the armed editorial department. It was established with the help of several friends who are also literature lovers. Now fans It has already surpassed [-] fans even overseas!"

Everyone in the detective agency: ...has it been spread overseas? !

"Now I am the webmaster and every gentleman who has published works has a separate page and fan comments, gentlemen, do you want to take a look?"

Wei Xia said with a smile, Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka approached curiously, and even Edogawa Ranpo who was playing with glass beads turned his eyes 'inadvertently', only Kunikida Doppo was struggling with his thoughts .

Osamu Dazai raised his head and came closer: "Oh, I see that there are Atsushi-kun and Kokageka, oh Kunikida-kun, you don't have as many fans as Kokageka."

Kunikida Doppo: "... Dazai! Do you think I care about this! And you don't even have a single fan!"

Osamu Dazai spread his hands with a smile: "Oh, there's no way~ I guess Kunikida-kun's wrist must be extremely tough~"

Everyone in the Detective Agency: ... This bastard with an immune hack is so embarrassing, can you throw it out!

Wei Xia tilted his head, looked around at the crowd in front of the computer, moved his eyes to the left, and suddenly saw Kenji Miyazawa with a straw hat and a natural face sitting beside him, she lightly hit the palm of her hand with her fist, He rushed to Kenji Miyazawa and held his hands: "Ahhh, I forgot Mr. Miyazawa, it is unforgivable! How can I take compassion into my heart, use suffering as my mission in life, use knowledge as a weapon, and serve the people Mr. Miyazawa, who explored life in the process of benefiting and realized his own existence value, forgot!"

"Mr. Nakahara likes Miyazawa-sensei's poems the most, and even bought a lot of poems at his own expense to give to friends!"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Miyazawa Kenji touched his head naturally: "Hey, is this a special rule of a big city?"

Wei Xia closed his eyes and chanted affectionately:

"Don't fear the rain,

Not afraid of the wind

Not afraid of winter snow

and the heat

……

everyone call me a fool

not praised

don't suffer

i want to be

That kind of people"

The author has something to say:

雨にも负けず

wind nimo negative kezu

snow ni mo summer no summer sa ni mo negative keke

husband nakara dawo mochi

Yu Hanaku

decision shite anger razu

いつも静かに笑っている

One Day Ni Brown Rice Sihe と

miso と shoshi no wild vegetables を 食べ

arayurukotowo

self-distribution

yokuknowledge kishifenkari

soshite forget rezu

Nohara no pine forest no shade

小さな萱ぶきの小屋にいて

东に病気の子公あれば

ok te see a doctor し て や ri

west ni tired reta mother areba

line

nan ni death ni so u na ren a re ba

行ってこわがらなくてもいいといい

Kita に hustle and bustle や lawsuit

つまらないからやめろといい

Rizhao りの时は涙を流し

han san no summer ha o ro o ro walk ki

みんなにでくのぼーと呼ばれ

Praise められもせず

bitter nimosarezu

そういうものに

わたしはなりたい

Kenji Miyazawa only received royalties for one work before his death. He was almost unknown during his lifetime. He resigned to work in agriculture for his own ideals. At the age of 37, he contracted lung disease due to overwork and malnutrition. People found out from his diary.