Green Fantasy 1973

Thirty years later, I still can’t forget my mother. The beautiful scenery of my hometown Okinagabu Island is nostalgic. When I return here, everything in the past begins to revive again - our family left the barren Kagoshima and came here. My mother was thirty years old at the time and I was a second-year elementary school student. On this island, my grandfather, mother and I started living a poor but warm life. Every day when I come home from school, my mother always greets me with a smile. I longed for my mother's hug. However, my mother never touched me because she was afraid of transmitting her disease to me. When the typhoon came, the sea roared, the island ran out of food, and the family couldn't even afford lamp oil, so they could only sleep quietly in the darkness. At the annual respect for the elderly banquet, the villagers on the island drank and danced until dawn. Mother's dance looks particularly beautiful against the backdrop of the bonfire. However, one day, my mother suddenly passed away and left me...