Another interesting rule is that people with sashimi are not allowed to bathe in hot springs, because in the past, social groups had to get tattoos, so they could only politely ask those with sashimi not to enter.

Nowadays, hotels with a lot of tourists also accept fashionable tattoos, and they will carefully prepare a band-aid-like tape for guests to cover.

The next morning, head to a nearby park, where cherry blossoms are in full bloom. As the highest mountain in Japan, Mt. Fuji has a sense of grandeur and eternity. As a symbol of the entire cultural terroir, cherry blossoms are a delicate and ephemeral visual enjoyment.

When the majestic Mt. Fuji meets the beautiful cherry blossoms, the unique pictures are perfectly presented.

When everyone came to the shore of Kawaguchi Lake, they were accustomed to seeing all kinds of inland lakes in China, such as the vastness of Erhai Lake and the vast smoke and waves of Taihu Lake.

Is this also called a lake?

The top of the sky is just a small pool!

However, the surface of the lake is sparkling, and the blue sky and slight clouds are reflected in the lake, which has a unique and quiet beauty.

The surrounding area of the village is undulating and the houses are scattered. People can't help but think of the new fog countryside, the sunset and the dawn......

Cherry blossoms are in their heyday, one by one, in clusters, crowding the branches. Walking around the lake, there are cherry blossom trees everywhere, and from a distance, it looks like a touch of pink clouds floating on the lakeside.

Under the cherry blossom trees, there are many tourists who enjoy the beautiful scenery. There is a team of students on a spring outing, a family of people who are on a trip, and a photographer who has made a special trip.

I heard that the encounter between Mt. Fuji and cherry blossoms is only about two or three weeks a year.

Everyone cherishes this short time, and everyone has a mobile phone camera, a long gun and a short cannon, and records the moment with their hearts, as if it was a press conference of cherry blossoms and Mt. Fuji.

Emi changed into a traditional kimono, with jet-black hair, small clogs, and a small flower umbrella, and the bird leaned against SC Johnson like a human.

In Japanese, there is a word called Hanami, cherry blossom season, or the whole family, or three or five friends, bring wine and food, sit on the ground under the cherry blossom tree, while drinking, while admiring cherry blossoms, chatting about family life, recounting the past, talking and laughing about spring, and capturing the romantic spring light.

Walking around Lake Kawaguchi, there are too many people, so we set off for Fuji Asama Shrine in Yoshida City.

Located on Mt. Shinkura, cherry blossoms, pine trees, maple trees, and lush paths are particularly quiet. The cherry blossom-covered branches stretch out to the middle of the mountain road, and they compete to reveal their beauty.

Two rows of stone lanterns stand beside the passageway, moss grows on the top of the lanterns, the sunlight casts dappled shadows all over the ground, and the occasional bird flies through the trees, making it more quiet.

As you climb up the antique stairs and through the cherry blossom branches, you can see the whole of the area where the shrine is located.

At the foot of the mountain are neatly arranged Japanese-style houses, and Lake Kawaguchi in the distance is sparkling in the afternoon sun.

Walking up the 397 steps, you will be greeted by the five-storied pagoda of the shrine.

Typical Japanese shrines, traditional buildings including five-storied pagodas, painted in dazzling vermilion, red pillars and walls, blue bricks and tiles, wooden carvings, simple and mysterious, and light-colored cherry blossoms form a beautiful picture.

Extremely far away, wide field of vision, accompanied by the spring light of Mt. Fuji, the mountain on the left, the tower on the right, the pink cherry blossoms dotted in the middle, the strong Japanese wind, the perfect collision of nature and humanity make the picture look very harmonious, and the stunning scenery makes people intoxicated......

I once read a book, why is the island country obsessed with cherry blossoms?

To use a lyric to describe it: wither at the most beautiful moment!

The folk proverb is called the seven days of cherry blossoms, and it takes about seven days for a cherry blossom to wither from opening to withering, and about 16 days from blooming to full thanks, and it is similar to the impermanence of life in Buddhism.

The island country is a country with many natural disasters and unpredictable weather, and this kind of impermanence that is not burdened by the past, not tired for the future, and living in the present, in their view, is to forge ahead in the negative, and to get a new life through change.

Like cherry blossoms, they do their best to make a brief and beautiful promise with spring, even if they wither, but as long as they are in full bloom, they will be warm and brilliant, and contribute a shocking beauty to people in a limited time.

While admiring the splendor of the cherry blossoms, I was deeply moved by the brief and beautiful blooming of the cherry blossoms and the unrelenting decline.

In a more far-reaching sense, a single tree does not make a forest, and a hundred flowers are spring. Even if a cherry tree blooms and flourishes, it will look thin after all.

Only a cherry forest full of flowers, full of flowers, warm and splendid, will have the grand occasion of flowers blowing snow, making people feel that spring is warm and beautiful.

The people of the island country advocate coordination and cooperation, and they are sure that the power of aggregation is the most powerful. In this sense, the reason why cherry blossoms are preferred is because the collective beauty of cherry blossoms is a symbol of spirituality.

Cherry blossoms among flowers, samurai among people!

The cherry blossoms resolutely withered, just like the death of a samurai who died heroically, and they were born vigorously, calmly, neatly, and as white as snow, symbolizing the splendid and ephemeral spirit of bushido.

The samurai is a supreme and honorable profession, and he has devoted his life to his master and has never cared about his own life or death.

And those who practice martial arts without the allegiance of their masters can only be called ronin, and they are not qualified to mention bushido at all.

Haruki Murakami wrote in "Norwegian Wood": Dedicated to many festivals. In their eyes, death is not the opposite of life, but a part of life that lasts forever.

The most typical example is suicide by caesarean section. The reason why they chose to commit suicide by caesarean section is not as simple as apologizing.

For example, if a samurai tells his lord that if he listens, he will commit suicide when he is done, indicating that the mission has been completed.

If you don't listen, you have to die to make your will clear, the suicide is not done by one person, there is another person next to him who watched him commit suicide, called the wrong person.

The mischief had a long sword in his hand, and the samurai had a short sword in his hand. If the samurai is armed with a short knife and does not kill him all at once, the wrong person will help him and kill him, which is the complete process of bushido's suicide culture.

There are many meanings of suicide, self-serving suicide, altruistic suicide. Self-interested suicide is like coercion, once you fail to achieve your goal, you will coerce you by committing suicide to agree to his terms.

Altruistic suicide, let's say something is successful, and I keep it a secret by committing suicide. It's like stealing a talisman to save Xinlingjun in Zhao.

After stealing the tiger talisman, one of them, Hou Ying's old man, also participated, but Hou Ying said to Xin Lingjun, don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret. So he committed suicide.

In Johnson's view, the so-called caesarean section is actually the reason for not wanting to cause trouble to others. Even if you die, you must do it yourself, so as not to let others have blood on their hands, from birth to death, this principle has always accompanied the life of the island people.