Kawabata Yasunari is a Japanese New Sensationist writer and a famous novelist. In the early days, many lower-class women were the protagonists of novels, describing their purity and misfortune. Some of his later works wrote about the abnormal love psychology between close relatives and even the elderly, with skillful and natural techniques. Below is a collection of famous quotes from Kawabata Yasunari, I hope it will be helpful to everyone!

1. Time flows through everyone in the same way, but everyone spends time in different ways.

2. Chieko is vaguely aware that Shinichi is in love with her. Her confession may be to let the person she loves know about her life experience, but Shinichi cannot hear it. On the contrary, it made him feel that her voice contained a rejection of his love.

3. Maybe all mortals are abandoned children, because birth itself seems to be God abandoning you to this world.

4. The dancer was too embarrassed to say directly to me, "Go on and read aloud to me," so she kept begging my grandma, as if she wanted her to beg me to read. I picked up the storybook with anticipation. As expected, the dancer approached me briskly. As soon as I started reading, she immediately moved her face towards me, almost touching my shoulder. Her expression was very serious, her eyes sparkled, and she stared at my forehead intently without blinking. It seemed like this was her customary move when asking people to read. Just now, she and the bird dealer were almost face to face. I've been watching her. Her big, bright, black eyes, which twinkled coquettishly, were the most beautiful part of her body. The lines of the double eyelids are also extremely beautiful. She smiles like a flower. It is appropriate to describe her as smiling like a flower.

5. At four o’clock in the morning, I saw Begonia Flowers awake.

6. In his sixty or seventy-year career, Mr. Eguchi certainly experienced ugly encounters with women at night. And this kind of ugliness is unforgettable. That is not a problem of ugly appearance, but the ugliness caused by the distortion of a woman's unfortunate life.

7. I am in a beautiful and empty state of mind. No matter how kind people treat me, I can bear it very naturally. I think it is very appropriate to take the old lady to Ueno Station early tomorrow morning and buy her a ticket to Mito. I felt it all come together.

8. When I have you, whether I am buying a tie in a department store or packing a fish in the kitchen, I feel happy.

9. Elegance means discovering the beauty of existence and feeling the beauty that has been discovered.

10. Treat each other as friends and don’t ask for sex.

11. The almost sad and beautiful voice of the leaves, like the echo of a certain snow-capped mountain, still lingers in Dao Cun’s ears.

12. Before a woman falls in love, she doesn’t know that a man is dirty.

13. Shimamura seemed to be sitting on something unrealistic, losing the concept of time and distance, falling into a trance, letting it carry his body in vain.

14. One day, I will no longer care about life.

15. Although the exquisite and straight bridge of the nose is a bit thin, the small and tightly closed soft lips underneath are like beautiful leech links, smooth and flexible. There is also a feeling of movement in the silence. If your lips are wrinkled or have a bad color, they will look unclean. Her lips were not like this, but were moist and shiny. The two eyes are neither raised nor lowered at the tips, as if they were deliberately straightened. Although they make people laugh, they are perfectly set under the two thick short eyebrows that are slightly downward curved. The round face with slightly raised cheekbones has an average outline, but the skin color is like a light layer of rouge on white porcelain. The muscles under the neck are not yet full. Although she is not a beauty, she looks cleaner than anyone else.

16. It seems like my feet have left reality and are flying in the sky!

17. At dusk, it rained heavily. The towering mountains were dyed with a layer of white flowers. The distance between the near and far levels can no longer be distinguished. The river in front of me looked turbid and turned into yellow soup. The sound of running water became louder. With such heavy rain, the dancers may not come to perform.

I thought so in my heart, but I was still restless and went to the bathhouse to take a bath again and again.

18. In the past, the void swallowed up people, and as retribution, people swallowed up the void again. This is also true. Man swallows up this kind of emptiness, and then breathes out the emptiness. The breathed out emptiness breathes out man again, and the same thing repeats itself over and over again. Now when we talk or observe things like this, we don’t know when they will enter the void and disappear, and then come out of the void to watch or listen. Who knows which one is true.

19. She looked like she was looking back on the distant past before suddenly sitting next to Shimamura.

20. Yinping raised his eyes higher and looked up at the dark forest. The lakeshore at my mother's hometown caught fire at night, and this is what happened there. Yinping seemed to be attracted by the night fire reflected on the water.

21. However, this kind of love cannot leave real traces like a piece of crepe. Even though the crepe used for clothing has the shortest life among handicrafts, as long as it is kept properly, it can last five years. Crepe made ten years or more ago will still not fade when worn on the body, but people's attachment to it will not last as long as the crepe.

22. The world is too crowded. There is no hurt deeper than night, no forgetfulness shorter than dreams. My favorite story dies before dawn, and my favorite person always makes me melancholy.

23. The stars that adorn the Milky Way are bright and clearly visible. Even the bright clouds look like grains of silver sand, extremely clear.

24. On the celebratory days of my cousin’s wedding, the dress left by my late father decorated my body, but on the days of countless funerals, I was sent away Arrived at the cemetery. I finally became a celebrity at the funeral.

25. When Shimamura stood firm and looked up, the Milky Way seemed to be pouring down into his heart with a crash.

26. Shimamura felt bored. Staring blankly at the fingers of his left hand that kept moving. Because only this finger could make him clearly feel the woman he was about to meet. The strange thing is that the more eager you are to recall her clearly, the blurr your impression becomes. In this confusing memory, only the few touches left by this finger brought him to the woman in the distance.

27. Amid the sound of heavy rain, the sound of drums could be heard faintly in the distance. I almost scratched the weather flap open and leaned out. The drumbeat was approaching. The wind and rain beat on my head. I closed my eyes and listened, trying to figure out where and how the sound of the drum came from. After a long time, the sound of the three-stringed harp came again. There were also screams of women and playful laughter. I understood that the artists were called to the restaurant opposite the inn to perform at the banquet. I look forward to them coming here after they finish there. However, the banquet over there was very lively, and it seemed that it would continue to be noisy. The woman's piercing screams were like streaks of lightning, sliding down the dark night sky from time to time. I was so nervous that I kept the door open and sat in a daze. Every time I hear the sound of drums, my mind suddenly becomes brighter.

28. Only one of the girl’s eyes is reflected in the glass, but she looks even more beautiful.

29. She was like a strange fruit in a fruit shop in a deserted village, abandoned alone in a glass box blackened by soot.

30. At four o’clock in the morning, I found the Begonia flower awake. If a flower is beautiful, then I will live.

31. This is not to stain the tears of sadness, but to wash away the tears of sadness.

32. People are constantly disappearing into the past.

33. Passing through the silent cedar forest where you can almost hear the sound of dripping ice water, and walking along the railway below the ski resort, there is a cemetery. In a slightly higher corner of the field ridge, there are only a dozen old stone tablets and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Each tomb looked very shabby, bare and without flowers.

　34. However, it seems that her longing for urban things has now been hidden in simple despair and turned into a naive dream. He felt strongly that her emotion was rather a kind of pure futility than the arrogant dissatisfaction of a city loser.

She herself did not appear lonely, but in Shimamura's eyes, she became unimaginably sad. If you indulge in this kind of thoughts blindly, even Shimamura himself may fall into a vague sentimentality, thinking that survival itself is a futile effort. However, the cold air in the mountains made the blush on the face of the woman in front of him become even brighter.

35. Death is the ultimate beauty. Death is equal to rejecting all understanding. Life is not the opposite of death, death lurks within life.

36. Silent death is infinite life.

37. One flower is more beautiful than a hundred flowers. At four o'clock in the morning, I saw Begonia Flowers awake. It is in full bloom and contains a kind of sad beauty. If a flower is beautiful, then sometimes I can't help but say to myself: Live!

38. Passing through the long tunnel at the county boundary is the Snow Country, with a vast expanse of white under the night sky.

39. This anxious look is like a nocturnal animal fearing the dawn and anxiously wandering back and forth.

40. "What are you doing here?" "Look, you're here."

41. When Shimamura saw this kind of sadness, he didn't feel sad, as if he saw it in a dream Like a phantom.

42. Among the confusing memories, only this finger left a few touches that brought him to the woman far away.

43. Minami Izu has the air of Indian summer, spotless, crystal clear, and really beautiful. The rising river below the bath receives the warm sunshine. The restlessness last night also felt like a dream.

44. She is the dancing girl. With her pure white naked body and slender legs, she stood there like a small sycamore tree. When I saw this scene, it was as if a clear spring was rippling through my heart.

45. This is an illusion. Because the dusk that keeps passing behind the girl's face seems to be flowing in front of her face. If you look carefully, it's confusing. The cabin isn't too bright either. The reflection on the windowpane is not as clear as a real mirror. The reflection is gone. This fascinated Shimamura. He gradually forgot about the existence of the mirror and only felt that the girl seemed to be floating in the passing dusk. At this moment, lights flashed on the girl's face. The clarity of the reflection in the mirror did not diminish the light from the window. The light did not erase the image. The light flashed across her face, but it did not illuminate her face. It was a cold light cast from a distance, illuminating the area around her eyes vaguely. The moment her eyes overlapped with the lights, they were like a coquettish and beautiful figure dancing in the afterglow of the setting sun.

46. The singing is so clear that it is almost sad, and it seems to evoke an echo immediately.

47. If a person dies happily, if he thinks that death is a lasting relief. The world should not sigh for him, because a happy death is always like the deepest pain in the soul.

48. Somehow, Shimamura seemed to feel deep in his heart: What is the connection between the woman who is remembered by the touch of her fingers and the woman who has the lights shining in her eyes? something happened. This is probably because I haven't woken up from the mirror of the twilight scene yet. He murmured to himself for no reason: Could the passage of those dusk scenes be a symbol of the passage of time?

49. Flowers die when they bloom.

50. The vast Milky Way hangs in front of you, as if it wants to embrace the vast night earth with its naked body. It is really beautiful and amazing.

51. This is a beautiful voice that is so clear that it is almost sad, like an echo coming from somewhere.

52. Aguang on horseback seemed to be abandoned in a desolate place, even his crying was forgotten.

53. In a long life, things happen in the blink of an eye and disappear without a trace in a blink of an eye. Marrying a wife, raising daughters, etc., may seem like a good thing on the surface, but in the long river of time, in the long years, Eguchi restrained them, controlled the women's lives, and maybe even their personalities. Totally twisted. Rather this is a bad thing.

54. When you can spend an afternoon with an old man and listen to his wonderful or not wonderful life stories with interest, it means that you have matured.

55. If a flower is beautiful, then I have a reason to live.

56. Only the memories of Mrs. Ota and Fumiko, like illusory butterflies, can never leave Kikuji's mind. Maybe this is why he has become powerless. It's as if you can see butterflies flying in the dark bottom of your mind. That was not the ghost of Mrs. Ota, but seemed to be the incarnation of Kikuji's regret.

57. The silvery white flowers are like the autumn sun pouring on the mountains.

58. The lower part of the stone where Wenzi sat still looked wet. If the oleander in full bloom has lush green leaves and red flowers, it looks like a flower under the scorching sun, but it has white flowers, which makes it look particularly cool. Clusters of flowers swayed softly around Fumiko's figure. Fumiko was wearing a clean white cotton suit, with a thin edge of dark blue cloth on the lapels and pockets.

59. The hatred between people, the most intimate feeling between couples, is really scary. If it becomes hatred, it is the ugliest kind of hatred.

60. The moment her eyes overlapped with the light, they were like coquettish and beautiful luminous insects flying in the afterglow of the setting sun.

61. The longing for beautiful things in the city is hidden in simple despair and becomes a naive dream.

62. There is a strong vitality in poverty.

63. The boy found it difficult to say "Let me take the umbrella", but the girl could not give the umbrella to the boy. However, at this moment, the two of them were completely different from what they were on the way to the photo studio. They suddenly became adults and embarked on their way home with the mood of a couple. This is just a story about an umbrella...

64. The painter Renoir said: As long as there is a little progress, it is getting closer to death. How miserable this is. He added: I believe I am still making progress. These were his final words.

65. I am fundamentally an Oriental.

66. I completely understand. You'd better not come down to my world. Those who are pulled out by me will be sealed in the abyss. Otherwise it would be terrible. You and I come from different worlds, and I will yearn for you, remember you, and thank you all my life.

67. Arashiyama is always beautiful. Nature is always beautiful. However, sometimes, this beauty is only seen by some people.

68. Dao Cun was trapped in the ethereal world, and Komako walked in, bringing heat and light.

69. The dusk scenery moves behind the mirror. In other words, the virtual image reflected on the mirror and the real object behind the mirror are shaking, like superimposed images in a movie. There is no connection between the characters and the background. Moreover, the characters are a kind of transparent illusion, and the scenery is a hazy undercurrent in the night mist. The two melt together to depict a symbolic world that transcends the human world. Especially when the lights in the mountains reflected the girl's face, the indescribable beauty made Shimamura's heart almost tremble.

70. Perhaps the habits and order of the world have numbed their sense of sin.

71. After walking about thirty steps, he looked back and saw a phantom in front of his eyes: swarms of silver moths flying in the mist around the trash can. Yinping stopped and planned to take the bag back. The silver fantasy, however, flashed a hazy blue light from the larch tree overhead, and then disappeared. The larches are like villages on the roadside, stretching endlessly. At the end is an archway with decorative lights. It turned out to be a Turkish bathhouse.

72. This country path is covered with fallen leaves, has steep walls, is slippery, and is rugged and difficult to navigate. I was out of breath, so I gave up. I used my time to support my knees and quickened my pace. Seeing a group of people falling behind me, I could only hear voices coming from the forest. The dancer lifted the hem of her dress with her belly and hurriedly followed me. She walked behind me, keeping less than two meters apart. She doesn't want to shorten the distance, nor does she want to widen it. I turned back to talk to her.

She smiled brightly in surprise and stood firm to answer me. When the dancer spoke, I waited for her to catch up, but she still stopped moving forward. She didn't take a step until I started. The path became more winding and steeper, so I accelerated my pace, but the dancer kept a distance of about two meters behind me and concentrated on climbing. There are many mountains and mountains, but there is no sound. The rest were so far behind us that they could not even hear their voices.

73. Looking up, the Milky Way seemed to pour down into his heart with a crash.

74. The river at the foot of the mountain seems to flow from the tops of cedar trees.

75. The guilt may not disappear, but the sorrow will pass.

76. Thousands of cranes in the spring sky are like a dream.

77. My mind seemed to have turned into a pool of clear water, overflowing drop by drop. Then nothing was left, and I suddenly felt relieved.

78. The mirror reflects the mountains covered with red leaves. The autumn sun in the mirror is bright and dazzling.

79. Flowers color the air, and even the body seems to be dyed with color.

80. I am in a beautiful and empty state of mind. No matter how kind people treat me, I endure it very naturally. I think it is very appropriate to take the old lady to Ueno Station early tomorrow morning and buy her a ticket to Mito. I felt it all come together. My mind turned into a pool of clear water, dripping out, leaving nothing behind, only sweet pleasure.

81. Beauty lies in discovery, encounter, and opportunity.

82. Let me knit the belt, okay? Just in time for the maple leaves to turn red...

83. Death refuses all understanding.

84. Perhaps the closer and more deeply loved the person is, the harder it is to describe it. The uglier the thing, the easier it is to stay clearly in the memory.

85. Clear and sparse shadows are reflected on the lattice window. Outside the window are dense new green bamboo leaves, and the woman's neck seems to reflect a touch of dark green from the fir forest. The black hair sets off the white cheeks, and you can vaguely feel the coolness coming from the snow in the air.

86. In the fir forest covered with a thin layer of snow, the fir trees stood out on the snow, standing sharply toward the sky.

87. The kerosene lamp in the cabin went out. The smell of raw fish and tide on the boat became stronger. In the darkness, the boy's body temperature warmed me. I let the tears well up. My mind seemed to turn into a pool of clear water, overflowing drop by drop. Then nothing was left, and I suddenly felt relieved.

88. Her closed thick eyelashes looked like half-open black eyes.

89. Kikuji was like a person who was restrained by a spell and fell into the abyss of paralysis. When he reached the limit, he felt that he was freed from the shackles and paralysis of the spell. It is like a person who has been poisoned and finally takes an extreme amount of poison, but it becomes the antidote and performs miracles.

90. He leaned on the railing of the bridge and closed his eyes, wanting to listen to the almost inaudible sound of gurgling water instead of the crowds or the roar of the tram.

91. Instead of appreciating the dancer’s lifelike physical dance art, he appreciates his own imaginary dance phantom, as if he is longing for the love he has never seen.

92. There are many rocks in the stream, and the gurgling sound of running water gives people a sweet and mellow feeling.

93. Suicide is not terrible. What is more terrible than suicide is disappointment and world-weariness.

94. I don’t like to see others taking things seriously, and I don’t want to take things seriously myself. Even when I'm dancing on stage, as soon as I see the audience paying attention, I immediately feel so boring. If I want to be serious, I want to be serious alone.

95. I don’t think the reason why the footsteps are disordered is because of human feet. Listen carefully, it is a sound that carries the soul's pain, it is the sound of the body sadly making a promise to the earth for the day when the soul will be buried.

96. The tranquility of the snowy night is refreshing.

97. Miaozi put her mouth to Chieko's ear and whispered: "Miss Chieko's bed is already warm, I will go to the bunk next to her.

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98. When I have you, whether I am buying a tie in a department store or picking up a fish in the kitchen, I feel happy. Love nourishes me like a warm current. When I lose you, Even in the face of the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, everything seems lonely and empty. The heart that is good at perception becomes dull and cannot even capture my soul. What is even more sad is to lose a heart.

99. The sound of leaves is so beautiful that it dissipates the temperature. The pure sound travels through the troubled and trivial time, from birth to death, from proud to decay, the image in the mirror, Frosted car windows.

100. The snow in the mirror is more and more dazzling, like a burning flame.

101. The moon is as bright as a handful of crystal ice.

102. The shadow of the young leaves casts on the paper sliding door behind the lady, making people feel the soft light reflected from the shoulders and sleeve pockets of her gorgeous long-sleeved kimono. The hair is also very beautiful.

103. People’s feelings about any kind of flower are different depending on the time and place of flower viewing.

104. This. The yellow and red glaze of the tea bowl is indeed the Japanese dusk sky, which penetrates into my heart.

105. The cherry trees are very sensitive to the cold, and the cherry leaves fall down as if they are remembering. The faint sound of autumn passed over the moist land, and was soon abandoned by the wind and died quietly.

106. The dancer came down from upstairs to bring tea. She just knelt down in front of me. When she sat down, her face turned red, her hands kept shaking, and the tea almost fell off the saucer, so she put it on the mat. Although the tea bowl didn't fall, the tea spilled all over the floor. I was stunned by that shy and tender expression.

107. Over the distant mountain tops, the outline of the sunset still lingered faintly through the car window. The distance did not disappear, but it was eclipsed. Although the train continued to move forward, the ordinary posture of the mountains and fields seemed to him more and more ordinary. Because nothing attracted his attention, he felt like it was inside. There is a huge torrent of emotion. This is naturally due to the girl's face appearing in the mirror.

108. The road in the mountains is covered with mist, and the clothes are wet from the mist. My chest and legs should feel cold, but my back is wet with sweat from walking fast, and I am even more anxious from the unbearable emotion. When I first met love at such a young age, in such a dreamlike mountain, it was destined to be a dream. A feeling that is memorable but impossible to bear.

109. The mountains in the distance are covered with a soft milky white color.

110. People. The feelings are not as good as the most fragile crepe, because those silks can be stored for at least 50 years, but human attachment is far shorter than that. 111. Things like feelings can no longer be relied on. The world has become like this now. The more talented a person is, the more fragile his feelings are.

112. As a twenty-year-old, I have repeatedly and seriously reflected on my strange temper due to my orphan nature. It was precisely because I couldn’t stand the suffocating melancholy that I embarked on this journey. Izu's journey.

113. Passing through the long tunnel across the county boundary is the Snow Country.

114. What the night has prepared for me are toads, black dogs and drowned people.

115. The empty echo of Komako hitting the wall sounded like snowflakes falling on Shimamura’s heart.

116. Due to the different weather conditions, if there were no theater walls, no audience, and no urban dust, the sound of the piano would pass through the clear morning sky in winter and resound unobstructed to the snow-covered mountains in the distance. Mountain.

117. Rather than being unable to see in the dark, it is better to say that we can see more clearly in the memory in the dark.

118. Survival itself is a futile effort.

119. All art is nothing more than the road for people to mature.

120. There is nothing better than committing suicide without leaving a suicide note. Silent death is infinite life.

121. Her emotion is not so much the arrogant dissatisfaction of the urban losers, but rather a kind of pure futility.

122. The legend of "Sleeping Beauty" first appeared in the fourteenth-century novel "The Legend of Pesefre". It was widely circulated among the people and produced many versions with different contents. The storyline that everyone knows now was created by the French writer Charles Perrault and included in the fairy tale collection "The Tales of Mother Goose" published in 1697. Later, "Grimm's Fairy Tales" rewrote this story. The parchment manuscript on display was handwritten by the original author, Charles Perrault, and is of extraordinary value...

123. Beauty is gained through closeness and encounter.

124. This kind of loneliness dispels sadness and contains a kind of bold will.

125. This laughter is almost sad.

126. The shining of many stars is much more beautiful than the shining of a single star. However, for me, the star I see for the first time is the most beautiful.

127. I will cherish what he loves and care for, and I will be sad when he is sad. Even if this is not the most perfect reality, it is a reality that makes me heartbroken!