Flowers were so bright. They were in the bed at the entrance to the path in the woods leading to Saruwatari. I had seen some local residents taking care of them the other day. The flowers were so colorful that they managed to cheer me up and even my anticipations were somehow elevated. I dreamed that I might catch some colorful summer fish, but there was nothing colorful in the sea. The sea was quiet and looked as if it were in a monotone. Only my fishing tackle was colorful.
（鮮やかな花が咲いていました。猿渡へと続く林の小道への入り口にある花壇です。先日、地元の方が手入れをしてらっしゃったのでした。花々がとてもカラフルなので、私は元気づけられ、そして胸に抱いている期待すらも、なぜだか膨らみました。色鮮やかな夏の魚が釣れるかもしれないと夢想したのです。しかし、海には何も色鮮やかなものはなく、静かで、まるでモノトーンのような感じでした。色鮮やかなのは、私の釣り道具だけでした。）
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