I was watching a Chinese movie on a summer afternoon.

 

In the theatre, there were several guys at the last day-show. The story was going silently on the glimmering screen.

Although I could hear someone got the big snore from the right-hand seat, I pretended to be calm.

 

“Changjiang elegy”

 

With the movie title, the screen was getting dark to the end. As I went out of the theatre, I could see a shabby poster depicting a scene of the movie.

 

“Nations both close geographically and distant politically.”

All of a sudden this reminded me back when I heard about China for the first time in the elementary school.

 

After watching the movie I thought of the story that’s about a village along Changjiang getting to vanish under the government policy, Sansha dam (Three Georges dam) project. 

 

A few months later, I took a ferry ticket from Osaka to Shanghai.

 

This story is about my private diary when I went up toward the source of a big-Chinese river, Changjiang from Shanghai to Tibet seeing the process for how I had understood them.