[Machine Translation] It was autumn in the San-in region, with ears of rice shining golden and swaying in the wind, shara shara shara singing. Matsue was about to breathe her last breath when her daughter Naoko, her granddaughter-in-law Miyoko, her great-grandson Makoto Azuma, and Fumiaki, a clerk at a nearby flower shop, all came to see her. She remembered her husband's last words at the time of his death. Whose child is Naoko? I believed that if I lived nearly 100 years, everything would wither away, I would be enlightened, I would have no more thoughts to leave behind, and I would be able to leave lightly, but it seems that people do not become light so easily.