Before, young ones used to ask me to draw them a sheep, now they want me to teach them how to make a commit. Times, they are a-changin'.とは 意味・読み方・使い方

If you care about someone, you'll become friends! If you care about each other, you'll become many times stronger! And your bravery will be unlimited! In this world are many unpleasant things, many sad things, and many that, which you can't handle by yourself. But while you have people you care about, you just can't fall! You just cannot surrender! While you have those people, about which you care, you will stand up again and again! That's why Hero is absolutely undefeatable!

For example, when two players say "a little bit thinner," one player may mean 0.3 millimeters thinner while another player may mean 0.4 millimeters.

N-no it's not that ... it's that there could be someone who would need me for what I am, for my true self, I hadn't even thought of that possibility.

"You're not being chased, are you?" Just as he said that in a quiet voice, the corner house's light went out. The rain became more intense...

Our child was born just after April 1st , so he entered school one year later than our neighbor's son who was born in February.

When I was very young, my father died. His younger brother, due to the vicissitudes of the times and to his own laziness, dissipated his own fortune and afterwards became a peddler of writing materials. He often came to our house, but when he came, my mother would scold him and he would be troubled.

"Just wait 10 seconds. I'll get the thing you left." "Okay. I'll count to ten: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! Hey, are you done yet?" "Hang on, you count too fast!"

When I was inside my mother's womb, I looked through my mother's navel at the house where I would be born and I thought: "No way I'm going there".

When I was inside my mother's womb, I looked through my mother's navel at the house where I would be born and I thought: "This won't do".

Everyone is good at art. They just have to stop comparing and criticizing themselves so harshly. If they're proud of what they've done, that's all that matters.

“How about ￥4 million for 6 months?"—“Agreed! I'll send my lawyer to draw up the contract."

Young mothers who have to take care of their small children, and have to stay (at) home all day, often feel caged in.

Comfort can spoil you. Once in a while, it can do you good to corner yourself (in a tight spot).

Comfort can spoil you. Once in a while, it can do you good to corner yourself.

A girl quietly approached the pair's workplace. The girl did so quietly — though to be accurate, she was a mute.

Even though I put my all into this to begin with it ended up being menial work, so I think it didn't turn out great.

"You should write a novel or something." "Nah, I don't think so. I can't see myself coming up with anything good, anyways."

"I just ran into a friend today who had transferred schools a while back." "Cool!" "Yeah. Then, we talked about movies, and they suggested we go watch one sometime soon. Is that OK?" "Sure! But, is this friend a boy or a girl?" "....."

I had no toys or anything else, so I used a chalk that had been bought for me and drew pictures and letters on a closet door.

"I think it is exhausting, but todays troubles will surely be rewarded" "Don't say such half-minded things, even if you don't believe them completely."

Then, while saying this, the memories of the men who had seduced her, her husband's colleague who had approached her as if it were a joke, the section chief with whom she had held hands, her relative who she had tried to kiss while she was drunk, shined as if projected upon a broken mirror.

"Hey, Kameko, don't you have a conscience?" "No." "You don't...? You don't have a conscience...?" "I had one, but now I don't."

In the old days we always used to go home at lunchtime, but nowadays most children have lunch at school.

When I was in my first years of grade school, my father taught me a haiku and I longed to be a poet. On my Tanabata wish, I also wrote "Please make me a poet". Thirty years have passed and my wish has been granted. I am without doubt an invalid.

One day my youngest daughter abruptly asked, “Mum, why do men swear so much?" I played for time. “Um—do they?"

Going back through faint memories of my early childhood, I come across a scene in which my mother, still alive and beautiful, was looking down at me with a loving air.

A strong veteran, having trained for tens of years, can fall to a weakling in a moment of laxness. That's what the martial arts world is.

A boy and a girl came in. I spoke to the boy, who seemed to be older than the girl.

But looking back on those days, I think the friendly competition was essential for my development.

I walked along with stroller pushers, roller-bladers, children riding bicycles, people in wheelchairs, old couples walking hand in hand, and a visually impaired man with his assistant.