请改正。谢谢。 我求我女儿：你可以去超市买个奶牛吗？ 我女儿说：不可以。我觉得在超市不卖奶牛，卖牛奶。

"Two-Leaf Chestnut Tree" The Old Story from Takayama Part-4 When he became almost 70, he got ill and took to his death bed. He realized he was going to die soon and said to his family, “It depends on Buddha if I could go to the heaven or not. After I die, if you find two-leaf on the chestnut tree in front of my house, you will know that Buddha will forgive me and accept me.” After saying this, he passed away peacefully. The next year, two-leaf grew up on the tree as he said, and you can see the leaves until now.

"Two-Leaf Chestnut Tree" The Old Story from Takayama Part-3 Genji’s face turned pale. It was the food he lost on the way home after he stole the wood from Yoheiji. “I would fell into the burning hell…..” Until then, he had never regretted what he had done, but suddenly, this put him in fear of the gods and Buddha. After that he became a devout believer of Shinshu―a kind of Buddhism― and led a new life. He was sorry for his evildoing, and spent lest of his life repairing roads and bridges for villagers and praying to the Buddhist gods.

"Don't spit the pits into the hearth."　The old story from Takayama Part-2 One day, her parents went down the mountain to town on urgent business. Snow was falling, mingled with rain. The night fell as she waited her parents to come back putting a pot over the open hearth. “I hope they will come back soon.” The girl gave a small yawn and brought the pot full of fruits and began to eat them by the side of the fire. She ate fruits this and that, one after another, and spat out the pits into the hearth, so they became a pile at the end. “I ate a lot. I’m sleepy.”

"Don't spit the pits into the hearth."　The old story from Takayama Part-4 Just then, her parents came back. “What happened?” They shook the girl and splashed water on her face. Finally, she woke up and told her parents what had happened. To hearing this, her mother said, “I told you again and again not to throw things away into the hearth. ‘If you spit the pits into the hearth, they will turn their shape and frighten you,’ I said, but you wouldn’t listen to me.” Her mother cleaned the hearth quickly. She found a pile of pits and a wooden ladle half burned from the ash.

"Don't spit the pits into the hearth."　The old story from Takayama Part-3 The girl fell into a doze by the side of the fire. Then, suddenly, she heard the sound of voices from the hearth and opened her sleepy eyes. “What?” She looked at the hearth and saw people who were one inch tall marched in procession on the square frame of the hearth. They are dressed in festival costumes and pulled the portable shrine. They cheered and talked each other. The frame of the hearth got full of the little people, but still, others came out one after another from the ash. At first, the girl was fascinated by the sight, but as the small people coming out more and more, she got frightened. So she took the metal chopsticks, brushed them off into the ash, and stirred up the ash thoroughly. Then, suddenly, from the ash, a black hand came out and grabbed the girl’s leg. “Eek!” She screamed and fainted.

"Two-Leaf Chestnut Tree" The Old Story from Takayama Part-2 A few days after, Yoheiji and other villagers came back from the Tateyama Mountains. The next day, Yoheiji and Magozo visited Genji. This was quite unexpected because Genji was so disliked by villagers and they had never visited Genji. Yoheiji said, “We came to tell this, Genji. When we visited Jigokudani –the Hell Valley―in the Tateyama Mountains, a strange thing happened. When we came to the valley called the Burning Hell, we saw the man carrying some wood on his back. We were sure it was you.” Then Magozo said, “We cried ‘Watch out, Genji!’ and ran to try to catch you. But you fell down to the burning hell. You left nothing but this food.” Yoheiji handed the food to Genji and said, “This is yours, isn’t it?”

"The Two-Leaf Chestnut Tree" The Old Story from Takayama A long time ago, there lived a man called Genji in the Kiyomi village. He was arrogant and act as if he could take anything from anyone anytime. People in the village ostracized him and kept away from him. “I don’t care!” He got more and more cranky and did whatever he likes. One day, he stole wood from Yoheiji, his neighbor because he knew Yoheiji had been to a pilgrimage in Tateyama mountains and wouldn’t come back for two or three days. “Now, this should do for a while.” He shouldered a pile of wood on his back and went down the mountain. On the way home, a gust of wind blew Genji’s hood off. He chased after the hood but it went out of his sight as if it had vanished into the air. He looked all over but it wasn’t anywhere. “Damn it! How strange! It can’t be blow off such far.”

’Don't throw away pits into the hearth' The old story in Takayama Part-1 A long time ago, deep in the mountain, there lived a family, a little girl and her parents, who made a living by burning charcoal. At the foot of the mountain, the autumn colors were at their best, but the peeks of the mountain had already covered by the first snow of the season and it was getting colder and colder in the morning and evening and berries in the mountain got ripe and good to eat. However, for the charcoal burners, it was the busiest season of the year. They had to cut woods to burn all through the winter before everything would be covered by snow. The couple worked hard every day, but the girl was too young to help her parents, so she stayed at home doing house chores. Every morning, when her mother left the hut she said to the girl, “Be good! I will bring good ripe berries for you.” And after work, she brought berries, such as baby kiwi, fruit of dogwood, toringo crabapple, chocolate vine, crimson glory vine and so on. She put berries in the pots, some were to eat and some were to store. The girl was happy to see it and said with smile, “How plentiful!” Every day, her parents left her at the hut, but the girl didn’t worry because she had a lot to eat.