I am a snow. My name is Shiro(*). For many ten thousand years with many reborn, I'm alive as snow with the name of Shiro.
(*Shiro means white in Japanese.)
I have memory of every previous life perfectly. So I'm not sad, though I disappear soon after born in many cases.
Human looks at me and says that Snow is ephemeral, but I think human is more ephemeral. Because You have no memory of previous life, don't you?
Almost all my lives disappeared soon after born, but sometimes I was enjoying for a long time.
I will talk of the latest. I was perpetual snow of an alpine. A climbing group came there. I was surprised. Because the central personage was a girl instead of climber. She was a Japanese TV personality whose name was Imoto. She's great, isn't she?
I was prepared for life of 10,000 years. But, when I broke up with them, I also broke up with this world. Maybe I was evaporated in walking friction. It was a good life.
After that, I was repeated sometimes to disappear immediately after born. Now, I am on a mountain for the first time in a long time. Small mountain, or hill.
Just a little before, when I alighted on, it was a big storm. But now it's sunny completely and I feel so good.
Two children are doing sled play. It seems that the local children.
Oh. A little boy and his dad came to me.
"Great! For the first time!", said the boy.
"Nature Play Club stopped because of the heavy snow, but it's lucky to try coming, isn't it?", said Dad.
The boy climb the hill stepping on me firmly. Sometimes he falls down and laughs uproariously. Dad follow him with big smile.
"Here is good."
"How steep. Are you all right?"
"Yes. Ok! Let's get started!. Eh?"
Maybe he expected slide. He was attaching his ass to snow surface and stretching his legs. It does not slip.
"It's impossible, after all.", says Dad.
"OK. How about this!"
Immediately after saying that, the boy lies down sideways and tumbles down in an instant. Then he laughs uproariously.
"OK. My turn."
Then They laugh uproariously in pure white appearance.
After repeating big laugh by the same play, they made a snowman. I of the snowman and the boy stayed a while longer, unable to leave from each other. Then goodbye.
After I saw them off, while melting slowly, I thought this.
I enjoyed very much. I wanna play with the boy more. Next, I want to fall down to their town. No, maybe they live where it does not snow much. Maybe I melt immediately after I fall there.
When I was about to wake up then, I felt a sense of unusual. There is no feeling of floating. Someone spoke to me.
"Thank you very much. Work of snow is over. Please enjoy work of new spirit."
I fell asleep again.
I am a dog. My name is Shiro. When I was picked up by Taro, I became nostalgic, but I don't know why.
It seems that Taro,Dad and Mam was going to get a gift for the celebration of Taro's admission to elementary school. Taro selected me of abandoned dog for gift.
Taro named me Shiro, saying that it was because I was white like snow. I became nostalgic again, but still I don't know why.
No problem. Since I met Taro's family, I'm happy every day. Thank you.
Oh, Taro coming.
"Good morning, Shiro. Let's go Walking."
Bow-wow. My tail dancing pitter-patter.
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