When I was in elementary school 3 years, I lived in Fukuoka. Because it was a countryside, it took about 30 minutes by the foot of a child from home to school. On the way there was a wide countryside, a river, etc. I often caught frogs and tadpoles with my friends and played. On one autumn day, I decided to return from a school shortcut. While singing with my friend "Way for exploration ~", I walked down the narrow edge of the irrigation canal behind the alley. The brilliant brown color of the brick facing the irrigation canal and the light golden color of the street trees shaking in the sunlight felt very divine. I had a strange feeling of security as being protected by great things.