Chapter 7 Part 2 Peace Square feels unbearably hot

In Hiroshima, I went to the museum four times. I saw tourists.I myself watched the rebar with a lot of thought.Steel bars burned by war.The steel bar that was blown off, the steel bar that became as vulnerable as the flesh.I saw bundles of membranes: who would have thought that?It was a piece of dangling, remnant human skin, with clear traces of suffering.I saw some rocks.Stones scorched by fire.Exploded stones.There are also strands of someone's hair that women in Hiroshima wake up in the morning and find that they have all fallen out. I felt unbearably hot in Peace Square.It was 10,000 degrees hot in Peace Square.I know that.This is the temperature of the sun on the Peace Square.How can you be ignorant of this? ...As for Cao'er, it goes without saying...

he You saw nothing in Hiroshima, nothing. The pictures of the museum are always displayed one by one. The camera then flashes from a picture of a charred skull to the Peace Square (the square overlaps with the image of the skull). Museum exhibits along with charred mannequins. A sequence of Japanese films about (reviewing) Hiroshima. Shaggy-haired man. A woman rushes out of the chaos, and so on. she The replicas are made as realistic as possible. The film was shot as realistically as possible. The vision, evidently, was so vivid that the tourists were brought to tears. People still don't care, but what can a tourist do but cry in the face of the situation?

she [...just weeping, to endure what I saw and heard.Also, sad enough to walk out of the museum without losing my mind. ] she [The tourist pauses there in thought.We can surely say, without any sense of irony, that opportunities for thought-provoking are always carefully crafted.And yet those monumental buildings, though they are sometimes laughed off, are the best excuse for these opportunities. …] she [In these thought-provoking opportunities...often, when they are offered to you with such pomp and pomp, you don't think of anything...It's absolutely true.Still, the spectacle of assuming someone else is meditating is inspiring. ]

she I have been crying over the fate of Hiroshima.Always crying. A panorama of Hiroshima based on a single photo was shown on the screen.This photo was taken after Hiroshima was destroyed by the atomic bomb. It is a "new type of desert" that is different from other deserts on the earth. he No. How could you cry for it? A picture of Peace Square flashed.The square was empty in the blinding sun, a hot day reminiscent of the blinding fireballs of an atomic bomb.However, in this empty place, a man's voice sounded again. Someone (at one o'clock in the afternoon?) was wandering the empty square.

Newsreels filmed after August 6, 1945 entered the picture. Ants and earthworms drilled out of the ground one after another. Continue to alternately reflect the images of the two shoulders.The woman's voice sounded again, and the voice became panicked. At the same time, the pictures became messy, fast, and extremely crazy. she I watched a newsreel. On the second day, this was recorded in historical data, and I didn’t make it up. From the second day on, some animals with a name and purpose emerged from the ground and the depths of the ashes again. Some dogs were photographed. From now on, it will be famous forever.

I have seen it all. I watched a newsreel. I have seen these videos. Video of the first day. Video of the second day. Video of the third day. he (interrupting her) You see nothing.see nothing. A mutilated dog. crowd, children. Wound. Burnt children howling. she ...and the Fifteenth Day video. Hiroshima is full of flowers again.Here and there were cornflowers and irises, and morning glories and convolvulus, rising from the ashes with a remarkable vigor hitherto unseen in flowers.