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"That's all right, what?" Yeon-sook repeatedly tells herself that if she had benefited from the trubul with the soul, she would have benefited, not lost. The unstoppable footstep kicked one of the rock. The rock that flew away hit the old man's pipe, which was sitting under the street trees with a fluffy fortune-telling book open. Yeon-sook laughed when the old man's wrinkled face flashed. "I'm sorry. Grandpa!" "I'm a kid's joke again...…." He tried to make an inappropriate expression, but said, "Let's take a look at the hand of the seller." Yeon-sook stopped as she tried to pass by and said, "Do you get it right?" "Don't get it right." Sit down." I liked the subtle recommendation, but at that moment, Yeon-sook squatted in front of the old man because she was motivated to think quickly. When I was young, the thought of following my mother to find a jumbachi popped up. However, this is the first time that Yeon-sook has done this herself. "How is it black?"" Yeon-sook looked at the old man with a smile. There, as the old man asked, Yeon-sook set the date of her birth. The old man took a piece of white paper, wrote a lot of Chinese characters with a brush on it, and groaned in a sick tone, "Well, well --." "What are you up to?" "Hold on, um--." I wrote something similar to a Chinese poem, but it became a cursive book written in the original form, so I couldn't recognize it and I wasn't interested in it.

Yeon-sook squatted in front of the old man at the old man's subtle recommendation to go after seeing the Paljasogwan.

The boy's heart leapt from despair to hope. "Honey, let's see! Let's see!" "What is it?" "The rainbow you caught!" The two boys proudly took their pride out of their arms. The boy took it. I almost laughed. It was nothing more than an ordinary and trivial piece of tile. The two boys were happy to get one tile each. "Is this a rainbow? This is a piece of tile." Each of the two boys looked at their treasure again. And one boy cried out. "Oh, a rainbow! A rainbow! I caught a better rainbow. What is this, not a rainbow?" But a boy looked into his treasure for a long time without God and threw it away with a big sigh. And he uttered a cry of despair. "No, you'really. This is not a rainbow! It's just a tile that I've been happy to know it's a rainbow yet." And I grabbed our boy's hand vigorously. "Let's go together. I'll hold on to a better rainbow." Here, the two boys, who agreed with each other, left a satisfied boy and went on their way to catch the brilliant rainbow. The two boys climbed a steep mountain. I crossed the Waves. I cut through the thorn bush. I passed through a stone field. They went forward, enduring all kinds of hardships with only passion to catch the rainbow. They saw countless boys on the street. Some tried to catch the rainbow, but failed to catch it and went home in despair. Some people were happy to get a decent tile. And among them, the people who occupied the most number were those who failed to catch the rainbow and fell down because they were tired in mind and body. There were many people who had already gone to the other world.

The boy, who was glad that his treasure was a rainbow, realized that it was a tile and threw it away.

A scary thought that something was about to come out soon made my whole body tremble, and while I sat down with a handful of hearts, I suddenly heard a loud noise in the back room outside the burial site. Sook-ja was startled and her head cooled. My heart was pounding and I was in a hurry to breathe, so I sat down looking at it and wondering what came out, but I heard a rat squeaking again on the fallen hemisphere. I don't see Hwang Chi-sam, who said he would come back soon, or his wife, who said he would run. Sook-ja became suspicious of whether Hwang Chi-sam's words were true. I can't believe he's living alone in this deep valley It was strange to guide the person who came without facing him as soon as his wife asked to see him, and the amnesty was engulfed in a terrifying fear, causing Sookja to continue to have heavier anxiety When it comes to Hwang Chi-sam's lies, the question of continuing to bring him to the countryside by twisting him for some reason during the Daegwanjeol was increasingly frightening. While looking around and sitting around in a fluttering heart, I heard the traces of a person walking out of the hallway behind me, and suddenly, the back of the closet opens, and a man in a black suit enters. Sook-ja was surprised and tried to escape. The new Hwang Sook-ja, who was in the 72nd Tong, fell into Hwang Chi-sam's vicious means and entered the Seongbuk-dong Magul where the devil ran with his red mouth open. Hwang Chi-sam's visit to Sook-ja's house and seduce Sook-ja with sweet words were all absurd lies. The fact that he moved to Seongbuk-dong was a fake word, and the fact that it was his son's birthday was also a plan to lure Sook-ja. A Chigak initially sent 500 won to a five-way woman to play with Sookja with the power of money, but the suspicious five-way woman was wary of the irregular regulations of the five-way woman, so the one-way woman put the shadow of the five-way woman's house in the middle. Therefore, Hwang Chi-sam did not smell anything about a chigak, and he visited the house of Ohgwabu and lied like that and came out with Sukja as if there was an unexpected justice. The five widows and Sookja do not believe in Hwang Chi-sam as a very desirable family, but they did not think that such a terrible thing would happen behind them.

Sook-ja fell in love with Hwang Chi-sam's vicious lie and entered a cave of a chi-gak.

It wasn't for the construction of Joseon literature or for the literature. I just did it because I wanted to do it, but I didn't do it because I had any other desire, intention, or goal. As a result, I gave up saying that it was "unacceptable" even if I was humiliated, and it was not because I wanted to hear praise or receive a reward from anyone, so it was just a candid meeting. I didn't blame him for not paying praise, I didn't feel sorry for not paying attention, and I didn't complain that he was a heartless people who didn't give me a house on a liberated morning. I was so indifferent to my literary life for the past 30 years, and now I am so grateful to see a man who has no connection with literature and has never been close to me as an object of public service to my past literature and Korean language? Moreover, the big problem that was blocked in front of me was solved safely in the name of 'as an example of literary achievement'...…. 1918...… Of course, it is not an intention to receive a lot of humiliation in the future, or it is not an attractive intention, but this land was indeed a 'wild' in literature when it touched the path of literature just because of its unstoppable spiritual desire. It is the same thorny field that a farmer grinds a hwajeon, carries a spade and a shovel, and enters a deep mountain valley in Jeoninmido Island. First of all, in order to write a novel, a novel is made up of 'writing', so there must be a novel term and a dragon sentence. Of course, there was a Korean national term, or Joseon, for our people with a half-thousand-year history of national development. However, due to the influence of strange four-generationism, this brilliant "Joseon language" and "Joseonmun" have not developed normally and have barely maintained their reputation under pressure from Chinese characters, so to write a Joseon novel that can only be expressed with a lot of vocabulary, you must dig, grind, and wash it again.

The Korean language, which had been maintained only in its reputation, is in a miserable situation, so you will have to dig, grind, and wash again to write a Korean novel.

Blood! It was a strange thing indeed. Chando, who was greatly impulsed by it, stood unconscious. He tried to recover his mind with all his might. However, the more I tried, the more dizzy my mind became. About 10 minutes later, he came to his senses. At the same time, I recognized for the first time that there was still a child crying like fire. He, with his foot, kicked the child hard. And ran out to escape. But he was caught by a policeman outside the door of the house. The inspector was suspicious of the child crying so much that he was eavesdropping on sympathy outside the door of the house. The former judge, who had been talking about Chando's career like this, paused and then resumed. However, as I said, he had an accomplice (I believe it), and everywhere in the initial record below the preliminary examination report, he looked like I was the only one who committed the crime, and there was no story of the accomplice. The police investigation had a brief story like that, but since then, they have always denied it. But for that reason, he told me that he killed an innocent child who was immature in the world, so he deserves to die…… He's going to be executed anyway, so what's the point of dragging someone to death for nothing…… If you look at the crime of that person and his accomplice, it's cheap to kill him ten times, but when you think of him having a wife and children, you can't blow it in because you think of your childhood. Seeing 'blood' is really scary. Even the person who has committed all kinds of crimes without any reflection, but his conscience rose after seeing unexpected blood, and at the same time, such consideration appeared.

Chando was distracted by a strange object and tried to fix it with all his strength, but he couldn't come to his senses and didn't wake up until about 10 minutes later.

Let's give up on love! Let's burn out the gloss and sticky taste and scent in life! Isn't that scary? But I memorize these words to myself every day like the sound of a roasted chestnut seller. From now on, let's not go out of town and die! I don't know if it's better to say, "Let's die!" It was a normal day. Until now, I have lived a normal day. It was a normal day when anyone in the world lived the same way. No genius could have lived through this ordinary day. But the great man had the foresight and the power to make the ordinary out of the ordinary, finding the extraordinary with breath, or making the ordinary out of the ordinary. Unfortunately, it is so serious and frustrating that I have given myself such a normal day, which I am not a genius, that I just want to chew myself up. But it was an extraordinarily ordinary day until the morning, but I now know by writing this letter that it was a very unusual day when I returned from the coastal walk in the afternoon. Just as it has become meaningful again in many days, months, or years after this time, this afternoon created a strange opportunity for me by chance, which has created a miracle. It was nothing else. When I got home, I happened to open my seat (I have a habit of opening my seat whenever I feel uncomfortable in the middle of the day), and when I was just lying down and rummaging through the newspaper, there was a person looking for me.

A great man will find something extraordinary out of ordinary things, but unfortunately, not a genius, I feel so frustrated that I live a normal day.

People don't live forever. I thought it was the way of a person to take a step or two closer to death by wrinkling up life in front of a big fact that I should die at any time. He was only walking quietly, ready to die from prison. The bustling Chinese culture was also the last in his eyes. When he passed the Sanhaegwan again in Lee Tae-man and reached Tongju, there was no change in Lee Tae-jeon or now. the quiet and bustling streets of Tongju. I was deeply moved by him. What is she like by now? But he wouldn't recognize it. More than recognizing, his memory of the woman had already disappeared far from his head. He followed the meandering and walked toward Beijing's Joyangmun Gate. It was not once or twice that I went and came looking at this door. Even when he went back and forth several times, he looked at hope in a nervous heart. But this time it didn't even occur to me. Before that, Cho Yang-moon seemed to be an unknown ashes of hope, but this time, Cho Yang-moon had his dark mouth open like a gateway to the afterlife. A strange sight caught his eye when he followed the envoy to the gate of Choyang. Starting with the door, silk curtains were hung on both sides of the road, and people formed the sea. But he only wondered what kind of trip to the hall was going this way today. I never dreamed that this would have been done so much to greet me.

When he followed the envoy to Joyangmun Gate, he hung a curtain of silk on both sides of the road, wondering what kind of trip to Daegwan was going today, but he didn't dream of welcoming himself.

My wife frowned. Even when I opened the door and entered, I didn't even look at my eyes, and I sat down with the eyes that fell on the clothes on the tip of the needle that was hiding, so I didn't have to ask. It's a very disappointing thing. It must have been useless self-defense to think that tonight's outing was about getting a job, so what happened to you, honey, or that you might be welcomed. It is not enough pride to talk to such a wife first. In this case, he always pulled his tie without saying a word, slumped down on his lower neck, and hit the wall. "What time is it?" I said so. There is no reason for the watch on his wrist to die, but the old question to him is to complain about what time it is now and whether he will come in now. "Can't you see it with your eyes?" The words that come are not good, so the words that go are not good. "You didn't even drink today." "Do you drink two drinks at a tea shop?" "Is there a tea shop that sits customers who enter Yeodeul-si until 12 o'clock?" Finally, I stopped the needle and turned my head. The frowning face still does not open to give fire. "Well, why do you always talk sarcastically?" "Do you want me to be sarcastic?" I do it because you make me do it." "Oh, yeah!" "It's not that, is it?" "Oh!" "Well, I can't fool you even if you sweep your face." "So you went into Yeodeul-si and sat in the tea house all this time?" He shot his long eyes at his husband's face.

Even when I open the door and enter, I don't feel proud to talk to my wife who frowned without looking at her.

"We don't have any letters either. When does my father have any thoughts at home? But it's been more than half a month since he left, and I don't know why. There are many things that are at stake in the world these days, but there is a rumor in the newspaper that Manchuria catches and locks the rich and charges money for ransom, and there is no such concern, but I can't stand it because I'm very curious." Bok-hee stopped eating and a dark light appeared on her face. "There is nothing like that in Joseon yet, but I have been very strong in mind for a few days now, so I can't sleep at night." "There is no catching in Joseon yet, but you said you were going to the Bukseon region when your father left, do you know if you went to Gando from there? I heard that the bandits are excited in Gando." "A letter came from Busan because it was not Gando." That's not to worry aboutMa must come back quickly so that I can put my mind to rest." "Oh, my grandfather, too. Why can't you decorate a book in the shape of a letter from Busan? You'll be surprised to see a detective story or something." "Detective novels? What are you talking about?" "I mean the thief story." If you look at what I wrote in such a novel, there are all sorts of weird things. Can't you forge a letter like that?" "Really? You can't even believe that letter from Busan?" Detectives who came to investigate at the police station said that the letter was clearly from Busan. The stamp on the outer bar was taken by the Busan Post Office, so the letter must have been from Busan "But I can't believe it either. If you write a letter anywhere and send it to Busan and put it back in the Busan mailbox, won't the stamp be stamped? Anyway, I've waited a few more days and haven't heard from you, so it's better to tell the police and take protective measures." "I think you're right. But if it's the hands of bad guys, there will be some notice of whether they're charging money, but there's no reason, so there's no such thing as that. However, in any case, we should make some excuse to find out." A dark glow of concern appeared between Han Seung-ji's long recessed brows. As soon as Bok-hee graduated from high school, she guessed vaguely from common sense or the scene she was now suffering from the body of a chi-gak.

Bok-hee was very curious about her father, who had a lot of things at stake but had no letters.

The day went dark, the rain was sprinkled, and the northern wind began to blow violently. It was blowing into the seven-fed Changgyeong of the bar, ringing the empty cry and song, and hitting the river to make bubbles. The waves run high, chase, and chase the white Daegangi, jump over the shoulders of the car, and climb to the water with a high cry. It's like the river feeling close to winter and running away breathlessly to escape the ice all-antens that the north wind might throw on the river even tonight. The sky was heavy and dark. From there, the drizzle, which was barely visible, was sprinkling constantly. And all the rain songs of nature that surrounded me were shattered and torn, with a couple of willows left without a gymnastics car and a fallen flagpole tied to its roots, adding a more plausible look. Yoo Seon, who was overturned and tilted the dragon bone, and the unbearable old tree that was feared by the cold wind - there was nothing that was destroyed, desolate, and lifeless compared to what was around me. As if to remember it, this sky was shedding unknown tears when it dried...…. True, there were only Eumchim, Choi Pae, and Yeongrak around me...…. I lived alone and everything else seemed to be dead. But God is waiting for even me, a creature, to die.

The day goes down and the northern wind begins to blow violently, and the waves hastily jump over the shoulders of the picha and climb up to the water with a high cry.

"Nelly is here again. Tell me this! Today's Riddy Woolly D, Illy D, Fufu D! There are many!" In-ga got off the can (gudeul) first as if to leave Moon Seo-gu. "Please don't do that! Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... …Ughhhhhhhhhh!" Moon Seo-bu cried as he followed In-ga out. I could hear laughter behind my back. Therefore, the laughter did not give any impetus to the west of Moon at this time. "Well, I'll write this down, but...…" Standing in the yard for a long time and thinking about what, Ga-in held three swan-shaped government offices in the hands of Seo-gu. Moon refused to accept it. I didn't want to take the dirty money from the dirty guy. However, the field that is now attached is also a field of people. For a moment, the money that had been fried because of the sorrow and sorrow had to be suppressed by Moon Seo-gu, who had starved the power of money and was forced to press the naked Moon Seo-gu. As if he could not win, he took 300 trillion won and came out helplessly, but when he looked at the small house on the right side, thinking, "There is a case in there!" he turned around without realizing it. It was as if Yong-rye was crying and calling herself there. However, the authorities sent Moon Seo-bu out of the door and closed the door to lock it. When I stepped out the door, the world was far away. I didn't turn around. Thinking about my wife who is fighting for life or death, I can't go, and thinking that there is an example in this fence, my eyes went back to the fence. The dogs chased and barked until he came to the ice at the corner of the rock. He quickly picked up a stone to catch one in his own right, but last fall, a Joseon man hit a Chinese dog to death and sprinkled the stone he heard because he remembered that the person was shot to death by his owner.

He picked up a stone to catch barking dogs after chasing him, and sprinkled the stone in vain because he remembered that a Joseon man who killed a Chinese dog by hitting it was shot by his owner.

"-- For example, when I run away, why can't you chase me and hold me. You can't throw me warm words." Young-ok couldn't control his overflowing emotions, so he suddenly rushed to Soon-do and turned his whole body. "-- Please don't miss it any more. Please show your honest feelings. I'm in pain as if I'm shaking my heart because I'm making a cold excuse." The two were swept away by the overwhelming emotions and collapsed on the spot. Soon-do wanted to let go of her voice and cry in Yeong-ok's warm body temperature. I didn't want to let go of his soft lips that touched me. What I always wanted and hoped for was the joy of such hot love, but I was ashamed to think that I could not boldly save it and express it. It is hard to know what the heart has consistently circulated around the border so far. The two were confused as if they were in a dream because of the passion they exchanged for the first time. I completely forgot to say for a moment. Soon-do was sad about what thought should rise in the silent passion to be right, and rather a bit of greed rose in the hot love to forget everything. The greed of love always comes from jealousy. "I'm going to go to Gangnam Record." Soon-soo's words were nothing but jealousy. "I don't know. I can't intentionally abandon the path I wanted for the first time in a while, and what do you want me to do?" "Yoonju, a great man, doesn't like it for some reason." -- I'm saying this because I'm worried because I look like a lewd beast." "Why are all men in the world like that?" Yoonju is the only one. I thought Minsu was decent, but he turned out to be a troublemaker." "Look at me like that and do it like him." I don't know what you're thinking. I'm not in a position to know for sure that I don't like them at all." "Well...…. You're doubting me." Young-ok stood up alone, feeling unpleasant.

Soon-do wanted to cry in Yeong-ok's body temperature to jump at him and show his honest heart.

Even if you didn't try to catch money in the first place, you will still not be able to do the magazine business, so wouldn't it have been the same if your youth rotted? Compared to the fact that you still took away not only your own firearm from your home, but also your stability. Yes, if you continue to think with this tone, it seems that all peace and happiness are in the money, and in the past life, the stem gum of memories is sour. He left his hometown and became the hand of a translator in the passion that he had to hit his own body with his own hands at the age of 12 when he had no benefit of inheriting his ancestors' ancestors and had to eat under his parents' efforts. I managed to finish the night club of a specialist named xx, but when I came out in the real world, it seemed like a miracle for me. As such, it was more buried in the ease of sympathy in the real world. Still, he could not struggle with the urge of conscience to become a stepping stone to the role of culture just for the sake of rice, and he could not forget the wisdom of the publishing culture, which was his wish from the beginning. So, I wasted years negotiating with my friends with money, but it turned out that it was going to work, and each of them was a shield in their own difficulties. Here, Jeong-am is desperate to see the boiling blood of youth rotting fruitlessly, and he must bring in 10,000 won no matter what he does! The life of this time, when I risked my life on money for seven years after I came into the North Bay by shaking off my old father's pocket ears, who is barely farming in the countryside.

At the age of 12, Jeongam did not believe in his efforts to leave his hometown and reach his will.

"What?" Yeon-sook turned her smiling face still as she rubbed the cigarette into the ashtray. "Thank you very much for telling me the clear view of Yeon-sook's mind at this moment. Otherwise, I might have suffered more." "Don't worry too much. I'm really happy if you know that my actions against Younghoon were pure to the last extent." "I'll leave next to Yeon-sook forever, wishing her another different happiness." "Isn't there any need for that?" Why do you say you have to leave me? The vision may have been somewhat broken, but I'm the one who needs Younghoon's existence now." "……?" Once again, Younghoon was not allowed to be surprised. "You don't have to be surprised too seriously. Younghoon also believes that even if his vision for me was somewhat broken without Han Eun-joo, it would be worth ignoring or despising Baek Yeon-sook's existence. "It seemed that Younghoon clearly realized today that a woman named Baek Yeon-sook was such a thorough woman and could understand the other person's feelings. Today's growth of Yeon-sook, who had 10 years of affection experience than Baek Yeon-sook's estimate 10 years ago, was to rub Younghoon's ideological common sense with a human depth. However, Ko Young-hoon's years of experience and lack of experience in relationships between men and women do not show a firm view of life that can be kept in step even though he understands Baek Yeon-sook's situation.

Although Yeon-sook had 10 years of affection experience, Ko Young-hoon's inexperience and experience in relationships with men and women only understood Baek Yeon-sook's situation and could not keep pace with her.

"Yeah, what am I doing now?" I began to collect and wear clothes scattered here and there. "I'm a person who does something. He goes to drink at night and sleeps this late during the day." "That's going to be a big trouble. So I'm not doing anything? I'll talk to you now, so listen carefully……I'm a man who makes great punishments day and night." "I'm dying of laughter. You earn money by sleeping, playing, and eating all day and night?" "Yes, what are you hugging?" There are rural rice paddies, but in Seoul, more than 40 people spent their own money on the market. So where else is there except for money to rest and improve day and night. There's nothing but debt in the world right now. To be strong is to swim with the ground." Sung-chil babbles as if he is making a speech for a long time and clatters as if there is no one in the world above him. For a long time, I feel like I have everything in the world for myself, surrounded by excitement. It made me think that everything that stands out, everything that is heard in my ear, is there to please myself. It's as if you're the only one who feels all kinds of happiness that others can't taste, relaxed and sticky. At this moment, I know that sadness or misfortune will come in my lifetime. Everyone looks like a person except for the person they belong to. They were happy as if they were proud of their richness, drawing them groveling in front of their eyes even if they were forced to do so with money.

Everything in the world seems to be there for you, and everything you see and hear is for your joy, so you seem to feel all kinds of happiness by yourself.

I don't know that the bridge that walks in a few days is much more than before, but it never tastes lighter. However, the fact that something is tied to the fingertips, and it is severely followed, makes us know that the bottle has definitely gone deep. I thought about going to Jingogae because it's been a long time, but I assumed that exercise should not be excessive with this kind of body, so I went to a bookstore in Gwanhunjeong and finally changed the book one-and-a-half days ago. Let's try the red bean porridge. But the arm is also in the long axe. The burning neck is first seduced to the coffee shop in front of Balbali. I settled down under the shade of palm trees near the fan and asked for a long rabbit. Sweat drops go down my spine when I scoop it up and put a few spoons in my mouth. I lean on a chair with a cool taste and look at the gurgers busy carrying soft drinks, and I find an unintended shadow that opens up in my view. Three Cho Hong-no swam in behind the Maehwa Bun over there. For a moment I unwittingly rose with a smile to welcome them. However, in my view at that time, their shadows already disappear. When Cho's eyes met mine head-on, Cho quickly avoided the eyes as if he had seen an enemy that should not be seen, and looked around the hall like a person who came to find someone, then winked at Hong Noh-yang behind him and said to point ahead as a leader.

Led to the coffee shop in front of Balbali with a burning neck and sweat, I settled close to the fan and asked for a long rabbit.

She is a woman with a pale, long eyebrows, pretty mouth with two dark blue eyes, a sharp nose, and a slender height with a wide nose, and a scary intellectual or window-shaped butt. Without saying a word, the girl stood and smiled with a charming smile, and turned her head. How beastly satisfaction that smile had come to Shin Chi-gyu's, or how impulsive it had been, came closer to her, almost touching her cheek, and said, "Huh? Why aren't you answering? Is it because you're embarrassed? It's not something to be ashamed of," he said, holding her hand and saying, "I didn't know your hands were this pretty until now. It's like a true split. Isn't it a pity and a waste that such a decent-looking child will become a woman of a low-class like Bangwon and rot for the rest of his life? She didn't even try to turn around, but she just stood looking down at the ground with her eyes, leaving the old man as he did, and then barely seemed to take her mouth off, and she said, "I mean, all of you asked. It's too much for me." "Oh, you're saying everything. What are you talking about. As you know, I'm not doing it for fun, and I'm doing it because I don't have any future, so you can give me a son. Then won't mine be all yours? Come on, don't do that and give me permission today. Then I'll kick out Bangwon tomorrow and bring you in." "How can I kick him out?" "Oh, what's so difficult about that?" I told you to go out, but do you think I'll take the boat instead of going out?" "But wouldn't it be too much?" "What? I thought about it, and you've been in this shape until now. What do you mean? Don't worry about that at all. Now! You'll be caught by your west again, let's go in." "Go in first." "Why?" "You'll be suspicious when others see you." "You'll be suspicious when you go." Let's go." The girl slowly follows a couple of steps, and stands dancing, "Inspiration!" "What's wrong?" The girl stands silent again, then turns around, saying, "No," and "Go in first." The old man is so sweet that he holds the girl's hand and says, "Let's go, let's go home." His chest is pounding, and his breathing becomes more frequent. The girl tried to pull her hand out, saying, "What is this, a decent adult?" but his gesture showed that he allowed everything. The old man embraced the girl's body and turned around behind the mill. "Inspiration," said the girl, looking at him with passionate eyes in the old man's heart, and swallowing a mouthful. 'Inspiration doesn't lie.' 'No.' His words trembled. The girl grabbed the old man's arm with one hand and pointed the other into the mill.

The old man held his hand to the girl who turned around to enter the house, and his gesture of trying to withdraw his hand showed that he allowed everything.

I've never felt jealous of Gunsu like this night. A burning crab salt, a rising hate-sharp emotion like a bar thrown by a primitive man shot the number of cases. That terrible jealousy only made me realize that I was in love with an exceptional case by case by case by case by case by case by case by case by case by case by case. Galpimark's emotion, which had long been leaning toward the precedent, was all a feeling of love. The wandering of a long mind could be seen as a test and a process of fighting for confirmation of the love. It was the first discovery in a very long time. But what consequences could a discovery bring to the spot. Nothing could bear fruit. It was late and all the circumstances were so twisted. In time, Ye-rye turned her face and pushed my body. What more could you have asked for. Was it possible to give more proof of love and take away the sign of love. In order not to miss his body, he defeated my arm and sat down in the middle of the room and covered his face with his arm. "Don't make it more painful. Please consider my situation." He sounded like he was about to cry. I couldn't touch it any more, so I ran out of the room and got off the garden, hugging the scattered spirit. Scurrying down the valley, the stream stood in the stone field. Knowing the fate of not being able to return to the room, I had no choice but to stay up all night on a dark night stone. I feel like I had a long dream. Why he stood by the stream and what had happened before was black and distant in his head. The illusion of Galpimark, which is why it is not Seoul, it is not a room, and it must be a stream, stirred my mind like a cloud.

Having never felt jealous of Su-su like this night, I realized that I was in love with the first time because of the scary jealousy like a bar thrown by a primitive man.

Myung-ok laughs at Deok-soe's words to lick the poop, and Chun-sam laughs with his breath. The words add to the excitement of Deoksoe is getting more and more excitedly. "That's so disgusting that you can't have children...… No work, no work...…" "But I saw this person on the street for a while now, so let's make him put on makeup and dress him well." It's going to fall off...…" 'No, no.' 'Then what about you, I'll make it so lame?' 'Huh? What's the matter? Uh, I bow a hundred times." "Hahahaha..." Well, look, this isn't a quirk, it's a sedation…… Rather than living like that, you have to earn a lot of money just like me. Isn't it a big deal?" "Isn't it a big deal? Yes, it's a big deal...… But the bottom line...… This, this, this." Deoksoe makes a circle with her soft-sea fingers. "Well, you should have yours" "There are chickenpox if there are, but...…" "I don't have it, I don't have it...… There's only a field, a pipe, a furry beast, a rat, and a kidney in this stomach. There's nothing but a kidney in this stomach...… hahaha..." 'But if you have it, I have it.' 'Is it? Where are you going?' "If you keep each of your poems in my house for a year, I'll give you a hundred won...…" After speaking, Chun-sam looks at Deok-soe's face. Deok-soe frowns as if he doesn't know what it means. But I certainly came to my senses.

Chun-sam told Deok-soe that he would give him money to raise money if he left each poem in Chun-sam's house for a year, but Deok-soe only frowns.

He said that heaven was the chief judge of every rain and snow, and that it was only heaven's will to drink a sip of water from heaven, and that he could not abandon heaven soon just because his wife died. "Maybe you don't get the benefit of heaven at that time." It is a very difficult excuse to hear, but it would have been somewhat comfortable for Moon to think so. He lived only by gratitude to God. I was grateful for the rain and I was grateful for the snow. The sick man was called a scolding for his mistake. However, Moon is not an educated person. He has never had a religion or heard the peace of any missionary. His faith in God is derived only from his earthly life of fifty years. When seeds are sown in the soil, they sprout, and when they sprout, they give rain and bear fruit, and they let the people live with the fruit. If you plant barley, you will freeze to death, so cover it with snow and melt the snow to prepare spring water. All things were also God's to him. No wealth, no life. He said that when there was wealth, heaven came down and he truly believed it. This firm belief is what appears in his life. He has never delayed his taxes to the country by a day earlier. There has never been a controversy over the number of times. It's time to build a school next to the Myeonso many years ago. A large sum of 42 won was allocated to Moon Seo-bu, who lived only by other people's tenants. It was clearly a slip of the tongue. But he asked without saying anything until the due date. Later it turned out that it was wrong and that he had been caught in a house to pay for the donation, so he was notified by the head of the Myeon to come and receive the certificate and the goods.

Moon lived only with gratitude to God to the extent that he thought the time was not benefiting from God, and such a firm belief appeared in his life.

"Lie down." Sunam sings first. A boy hides from the mountain across the street and sounds as if he is imitating it. After "Lie down," Bok-hee calls him "Su-nam" in a fine voice. On the other side, as if a girl was hiding and imitating, I could hear a fine sound of music saying, "Soonam." The sound gradually disappears, dragging its tail long in the lonely mountains. "Isn't it fun?" "Yes, it is." Bok-hee and Su-nam sing like larks and talk like sparrows, and they don't know how the sun goes down. However, Bok-hee has an uneasy light in the corner of her face. He said he would tell Sunam Lee about today, a secret that he had kept in his heart for nearly a month. Bok-hee was very worried. This is why Sunam, who has a short temper and is good at anger, knows his personality better than anyone else. When I heard that he was going to Seoul, I couldn't guess what kind of attitude Sunam would come out, so I didn't have the courage to talk over and over again, so I closed my mouth tightly. However, except today, there was no time for the two to sit down and discuss, so Bok-hee decided to bring it up. If Sunam didn't want to be upset, he said he would stop going to Seoul. "Soonam, I have something to tell you. . . . . .." "What are you going to say all of a sudden?" "You have to make an appointment after listening to my story." "I'll have to hear what you're talking about." "I'll tell you if I make a promise." If you don't want to hear it, you're the only one who'll lose. Ho ho ho." "Oh, my sister, too. Yes, I promised." Sunam knew that he would not put himself at a disadvantage because he believed in his sister, so he readily allowed him to make a promise.

Since Su-nam, who is impatient and angry, knows his personality better than anyone else, Bok-hee was very concerned about how Su-nam would react when she heard that she was going to Seoul.

"Let's go, dude! Dude! I'm gonna have to get you out of here. What's wrong with this guy? Is the boss your father or your servant?" Kang kicked the bridge of the week. Joo-joo, who fell on the board with a bang, cried sadly, "Oh, this guy is killing people!" "Oh, stop this," cried the accountant, and seized the river by the wrist. "Stay still. Hit these two guys with one punch...…." Kang jumped to his feet and wrapped his chair around him. "Oops." The accountant ran over there because he looked sick, and the fat week couldn't get up quickly, and he heard it as if he was resisting with his arms and legs. "Hey, don't do this." Choi and Kim, who were standing next to each other, rushed in and took away the chair held by Ilbyeon River. Kang said as if he couldn't stand it, "Let this guy go? I have to give a fairy today. You guys go get the boss! "Let's put the three guys together and go somewhere." He just looks at the week. The week crept up as if it were overshadowed and put on his hat. "Where are you going?" The river shot into the front of the week. But Ju-Ne was just going out without an answer, so Kang grabbed Ju-Ne's arm and pulled him back, saying, "Hey, you're still so stiff? I'm going to be a fairy!" Joo-joo slumped into the chair without saying anything. "Honey accounting! Let me see the books." Kim shouted loudly as he went to the accountant's side.

When Kim and Choi rushed in and took out the chair Kang grabbed, Kang stared at Ju-ju as if he couldn't stand it.

After all, even a loud voice came out. "You're a thorn! When his father scolded him, "What's better than that?" as the daughter of a butcher, he said, "My father has been abused by all kinds of bad guys for hundreds and thousands of years, and he still has the rotten thoughts of the bad guys." I don't like such a dirty government post...… I'm going to play the role of a good man." When my daughter seems to play a big role, she says, "Oh, my God, you're so arrogant…… What did you say? What did you say?" His mother was listening to her husband next to him, saying, "Hey, think about it. How hard it was for us to study while playing that role. How can you think of your parents? …...Isn't it because you told your daughter's brother to study? "Then, didn't you make her study like a human being, but did you think it was something that you raised and played with?" "What are you all shooting at?" I understand every word of the internal investigation…… Hey, what's up, Irano? "Wow?" "Kuma, you don't want to hear me..."… I'll do as I please." The father was furious and said, "Erai…… Don't look before my eyes, two years old. "I don't want to see you at first sight," he said and jumped up and left. After doing this, Rosa fell down on the spot and cried. It wasn't just that I couldn't hold back my resentment after being scolded by my father. No matter how ignorant his parents were, it was because I hated his ignorance, but I felt sorry for him.

Rosa fell down on the spot and sobbed, not only because she was scolded by her father, but also because she felt sorry for her parents' ignorance.

"Now he's Mr. A, right?" I asked the owner as I sat down. 'Yes.' 'Oh, I'm scared!' I trembled with a tremendous amount of course. "I'll recall if I meet you on a remote road at night." "Hahahaha." The owner laughed cheerfully. 'Have you known Mr. A for a long time?' 'Yes, it's been about three or four years.' 'Do you come here occasionally?' 'If you have work, you come every day, otherwise you may not come to school...…." 'Well, it looks like you have work to do today.' 'Yeah, well, money is a bit of a use.' 'Money? Does such a person need money. The owner laughed cheerfully again, saying, "If I stand on the street corner during the night, a passing person will leave my money behind and run away." "Hahahaha." "What, is it like gisaeng's haewoochae?" "That's right." I'm going to use it for something similar." "So, is that the reserve?" "No, I'm going to the warmth." "The warmth?" I asked, pressing down on the blood that suddenly rose on my face. "Yes, I'm going to visit Dongnae." 'With a gisaeng?' 'Hahahaha, that's funny. They say they're going to save a poor woman." "Hahahaha, salvation?" "Yes, they're going to save a poor woman who's abused by her husband." Anyway, it's A's job, so he's in a relationship with a married woman, and he's going after her because she's warm-hearted. Give me a hundred dollars……." "Is your conduct so bad?" "You mean Mr. A?" I can't say more. When it comes to women, they are friends' wives, relatives' wives, or girls, and they don't distinguish between widows. I've had a few problems so far - he's a good person around him anyway. Whenever I have a problem, I go around and work out, and I just slip away every time. A genius love engineer." "If you have a genius like that...…." I answered only with my mouth, thinking differently in my head.

When I heard from the owner that Mr. A was going to the warmth, blood suddenly rose on my face.

If Donggung wants to go out somewhere, he must set up an old woman. But this Donggung did not. It was common to walk out with one or two Chunbang Byeolgam. There was also a case of going to a gisaeng house. At night, he crossed the Gungjang alone and even went around looking for a girl. × As this madness and rebellion increased day by day, the water began to rise gradually. However, there were many meaningful ministers who sympathized with the Donggung's feelings and secretly comforted them, guessing why the Donggung rebellion occurred. On the other hand, it is also quick to guess the king's feelings now (in the future, most likely to be a new donggung) Many people complimented Prince Chungnyeong in advance, and also complimented the king, saying, "Donggung has a rebellion that has led to the death of a woman, so let's do an abandoned Woo Ip-hyeon." One day, Lee Jo-pan-seo Hwang Hee came to visit the crown prince in Chunbang. Donggung, who is usually gentle when alone, but starts to act Gwangtae when others come, was reading this scripture alone, and when Hwang Pan-seo came, he quickly hid the book, lay down on the fee, put his chin on his hand, and looked out through the open door. Even when the internal official came in based on the formality, the Donggung just nodded while lying down. Subsequently, even when Hwang Hee bowed outside the compound, Donggung was holding the main body and only looking out the courtyard. Even though Hwang Hee was just standing in front of the town waiting for him to sit down, Donggung was looking at the garden to see if he knew.

When Donggung tries to go out somewhere, he must set up an old woman, but Donggung Lee sometimes walked out with a couple of Chunbang Byeolgam or went to a gisaeng house alone.

Park Hoon is my own name that I've been calling since I was born! For about half a year, you have been forced to commit suicide by a cruel and cruel man named Park Hoon. That's why I actually wrote dozens of suicide notes. That doesn't mean you need to spend so much. I used to rip and tear and write again. In fact, I didn't have to write a suicide note, and it's not because there's not a single person in the world waiting to receive my suicide note. It was just that I felt like I had to write something and I felt like I had something to write. However, when I thought it was unnecessary, I gave up even the will and waited for me to have the courage to commit suicide on that day and day. Still, even half a year ago, I had a partner who could write Yoonseo. It's a wife. And two sons. But my wife was already gone from me. The two sons followed their mother. I still don't know where and how they are living now. Usually, I can only guess how to find the connection of my family's Orabi and how to live with it. My wife went, but I was at the age where I should have found my child. But I don't have the authority to do so either. If his wife followed another man, he could have proudly said, "Would you call and use a man other than Park Hoon as a father because he is Park family's child (even if he happens to be Park family as well?), but that's not why his wife went out. Park Hoon only went out because he was exhausted by humans. I can't live with a personality wreck like you - or a schizophrenic. The children are your children, so you have to leave them to you, but these two children are not only your children but also mine, so I have the right to take them with me. No, it's a sin to leave these two children to a human like you. That's why I'm taking you, so don't think about finding it at all - the letter my wife left was like this.

I wrote it not because there was someone waiting for a suicide note, but because I thought I had to write it somehow, but when I thought I didn't have to, I was just waiting for the courage to kill myself.

Yes, I did. But after the war, I became a completely different person from before the war. I, who was filled with blood, courage, and happiness, turned into a tired old man after a bitter and bitter life. A cheerful young man who tried to enjoy the world turned into a middle-aged man who advocated "as it is." × My younger brother Dongpyeongga made a movie called 'Chunhui'. When it was a box office hit in Pyongyang, I suddenly felt interested in being a box office hit. It had become more interested in the hobby of traveling around for a box office than in the box office. I went up to Seoul. Then, I visited K, who was running a ××Yanghaeng, borrowed a movie, went down to Jinnampo, and made my first trip at Hangjwa. Take a Japanese ambassador named Toshio Minami from Pyongyang.... It was the first day. The day's "Cheommul" ended and the "Dori (the last popular program at the box office) had already begun. I sat in the doorway looking at the incoming guests. At that time, the maid entered the hall and came out again, saying, "Ginbaga Kyokgusang, Odengwa." After that, a gisaeng came out to the office. I heard a faint sound of answering the phone. Then, the gisaeng picked up my shoes and threw them out the door. Then, he goes out with a lot of frowns and puts on the shoes.

I went from a cheerful young man to a tired old man, although I had been caught in the war.

The hermit was very anxious. Trembling came up with his feet. My heart fluttered as I put the Wing Boon podium under my eyes and put it in my ear. There was no piano dimmer, and the podium was very narrow. The hermit muttered to herself, "It became a stage setting as if appealing to someone," and complained. It was because he was ahead of his vanity to fulfill his responsibility to the audience and to express his artistic ambition. However, hermitage could hear the conclusion that vanity is unacceptable in art at right angles. That's when the sound of "Hiya Hiya" exploded. Suddenly, indeed, unconsciously, the hermit turned back. Then the clapping of a few big fish came up. It's really a mystery. The hermit only had Oeul as Yeondanwoo. The sound of me not knowing you hit the eardrums of hermit. It was like the cry of the distant sound. The hermit, who measured (Um, that guy, Yongjae, that guy), wrote down his past memories of Yongjae like lightning. (He is the one who freed my marriage, and he is the one who has corrupted my lover. In addition, he tried to get out of the clutches of his father, who only knows money, and finally had to suffer abroad for seven long years. The solvent of the hermit who erased the idea, saying, "This is the fault of that Imoda is to blame for him." This nasty idea - a special feeling only hermit could have for a rich man. Therefore, when the hermit was humble that it was not for consoling the person with money, she couldn't help but think of the crowd outside the door. As a result, the hermit became fascinated by a small class consciousness.

When I looked at the narrow platform under my eyes, my heart was pounding, but hermitage was able to conclude that vanity was unacceptable in art.

Ten years ago, when a doctor was newly appointed to this hospital, fever and blood moved in everything. In particular, for poor patients, surgery fees were halved or they did not receive any money just for making decisions. Therefore, there were frequent arguments with the director, and even citizens were worried because there was once a saying that they were resigning. The time has passed. As a result, the heart of the people has flowed, and the doctor 10 years ago and today have changed as if he were a different person. It is only now that I feel that not only the doctor, but also the mind and body of Yeongsil have changed tremendously since my brother left. - Since we are not here, we must sympathize with those who are not here, and we must fight to get out of this hell, sister.- One night, when he left the street, he said to his sister, "My brother couldn't come back from the road." "You're so mean, you're so mean, your mother somehow became that shape, and the whole world is trying to hurt our mother and daughter by looking at her……" He shifted his eyes to the curtain. Curtains colored scarlet in the midday sun were sprayed on the tears and, in a way, darkened. It hits twelve o'clock. That siren that followed. It makes the hospital rumble. "Your brother was executed. "Wow, woof." As if appealing as if shouting, he rang the ground and soared into the sky and snapped. The doctor covers the book, gives out a one-sided towel, and gets up and goes outside while washing his face. That sound of pulling leather slippers, he suddenly found that he had raised his ears following the sound of shoes, and cannot help laughing at himself. Now the doctor has forgotten him for a long time and he is already engaged to another woman. But why can't he forget and think until he wears it. Ho! I swallowed my sigh as always, and only breathed it out after a long time.

When he was newly appointed to the hospital a decade ago, the doctor moved fever and blood in everything to the extent that he did not receive or halve the surgery fee from poor patients, but he also frequently argued with the director.

I spat on the ominous procession of bier and hurriedly called a passing taxi to load Yura's body. Not knowing even his house, I had to carry him to my poor house. I lay on the bed in the insignia and soon called the doctor. At the doctor's emergency measure, Yura woke up helplessly like a hypnotized person. I was relieved, but his complexion was still pale, his whole body was weak, and even his eyes were extremely pale. After giving several shots, the doctor walked away. As soon as the doctor left, Yura jumped up and had arsenic on her sad face. Of course, it was worse than before, but both eyes were even radiant. "No, where is the example. Your room, your bed - you're lying on your bed! I struggled with your coffee and won!" "You must not get up. Don't make a noise." I ran, laid him back on the bed, and tried to calm his excitement. His feelings, recalled - it was a beautiful thing, like a flame that burned once for the last time in its natural state. "I feel like I'm here now - I've reached my destination after a long journey. I'll close my eyes with confidence. Even if this life is strong tomorrow, there's nothing to do with it." Knowing that every word I say in excitement damages his health, I had no choice but to threaten him with a hateful voice.

I called a taxi, brought Yura to my house, and called a doctor to take emergency measures, and Yura woke up.

For example, if you make a wild plan, you start something vain, and you are naturally confident of success, or you wait for the resultsWhen there was a person who did it, he used to laugh, saying, "Hmph, Handeokmun used to sell rice paddies to Gilcheon." The proverb has been handed down for thirty-five years. It wasn't just about being passed down. As the foundation of Japanese imperialism in Joseon became stubborn year by year, the value of Joseon as a means of war grew inward, passively, and day by day, and as a result of the Manchurian Incident and the Pacific War……) As the sun went by and the day went by, the word became bland, and in inverse proportion to it, the value and effect of the word as a proverb did not destroy, but shone brilliantly. This was the case until the 14th of August. Until August 14, he proudly pretended, "Heung Handeokmun was selling rice paddies to Gilcheon." On August 15, Japan surrendered and Joseon became independent (in fact, liberation first). And within a few days, it came to the point that "the Japanese gave up all the land and all other properties as they were and were chased by a bundle."

The proverb that laughed at a person who naturally succeeded or was waiting for the result, saying that Han Deok-mun beat Gilcheon to sell rice paddies has been handed down for 35 years.

Gradually he left there, and a little later he was walking aimlessly in the mountains. The road was blocked as if it were a door, and a high hill was placed in front of it. What do you mean, I'm losing my net for a while? Somehow, a pine cone rolls through the gap in the mixed tree and floats. I picked it up because it was flying like a tree, and it was like a light barn, and it was completely rotten, and it was dead. It was just like a clapper. Already that huge and arrogant figure was like a clover in some abscess that didn't need JPY9 nails. Sungjae stood around, shaking off the spider web and a little bit on his hand, but again, it was as quiet as if he were dead... He was hurrying up the hill with yellow manure as if sprinkling because of the vague anxiety that was strangling him. Over the hill, it's a gun. The grass is very fine. Sungjae settled down soon after and collapsed. I'm very tired...…I feel like I'm getting a kick in the teeth. I wanted to sleep. If you sleep, if you sleep a lot, you might find a "comfort" like the ancient times. Gradually, the pupils are narrow and the field of view flashes constantly. All objects were lost in a single drawing of the air, and he felt a self-help spirit by the strong "light" that was concentrated again. Eventually he drains into deep pusiness - (so…)…You can do it if you "climb" there...) - It was to memorize the story to a distant place, not what Bott said or what he said.

Walking in the mountains, he saw a high hill lying across the street, and he picked up a pine cone rolling through the miscellaneous trees.

It's from Dongdaemun. The Gwangnaru car just touched it, but only the passengers got off, and even before the tickets were sold, a sloppy tailor opened the ticket gate and headed to the car. He wants to go out in advance, get a seat, and sit comfortably. I happened to come out of the waiting room and saw the behavior. It was around the time when my heart began to hurt. "Hello?" But I called him with polite words. "? ……" The tailor stood looking round. "Where are you going?" "Getting in the car!" "Take a ride later! It's not yet time." "I want a coupon!" He showed off so much that he raised his voice and said, "It's not a coupon for me to sit far away from others!" "What?" "What if it's Sunggu?" The rest of you are standing there waiting like that, so why do you think you're comfortable alone? You have the nerve to...…" "Why do you have such a habit?" "If you want to be treated by others, you shouldn't be left out!" "What do you mean?" ……" My colleagues stopped me from being caught by the collar, so I tried to do so, but my mind was turned upside down. Strangely, if you say you're upset, the names of customers in the car don't look like everyone has a fifty-fifty face. Ten to a hundred men and a hundred men, all passengers on this square line seem to be crooked faces, distorted faces, aegyo, gombo, aegyo, aegyo, aegyo, aegyo, aegyo, aegyo, aegyo, aegyo, and even a neighbor has never done it before.

The passengers on the Gwangjang Line seemed to be poor people who had never been to their neighbors in terms of fortune-telling and manners, regardless of whether they were 10 or 100 men or women.

"Then please write a letter saying that the army cannot be disbanded. I'll take it with me and change the Prime Minister's mind." "That won't work." "Leave it to the child if it's working or not, and the grandmaster will write me a letter."" In response to Mr. A's disreputable attitude and fair theory, the Minister of Military Affairs R could not get a better excuse, so he said, "Prime Minister R! It is impossible to dissolve the empire's army, and the small man tries to oppose it by dying, so I restore your Excellency to think about it again. Ask Deputy A for details. R's writing of this letter was half touched by A's enthusiasm and half oppressed by A's dignity. R thought it was hard for A to live as if he was going to kill him. "I'll be back soon," A said, leaving the R military minister's house and going to the R prime minister's house immediately, but stopped by the house where he thought he needed to change his robes suitable for visiting the prime minister. I[12] I tried to change my clothes at home and go out on a rickshaw, but I called R's water house because I thought it would be convenient to ask by phone once. The phone was talking. When I made the third phone call, I heard the voice of the Minister of Army R from the receiver that I put in my ear, and when I heard it quietly, A was surprised, the phone was confused. "A will come to your house with a small man's letter now, so don't meet him because he's not there." There was a sound like this. It was clearly a call from the Minister of Military Affairs to Prime Minister R.

When Mr. A put the phone to his ear to make a phone call, the voice of the Minister of Military Affairs R telling Prime Minister R not to meet Mr. A was heard in confusion.

My nerves become even more irritable, and when I see a small child coming with an excessive load of his own strength on a small forklift, I feel feverish when I see a rickshaw pull a knife ticket out of his pocket. In times like this, I always forget about alcohol. I wish I could go somewhere and have a drink. I'm drunk, and I'm drunk, so my stomach keeps rushing me. But I've never been to a bar alone before. I suddenly feel reluctant to do so. Inevitably, the heart complains and silently goes as it is. I don't know how far I look so poor. At this time, I suddenly think, "The weak like me do not deserve to go around the world of these activities in broad daylight." Therefore, I felt ashamed and heartless again as I passed this way because the children playing on the road seemed to have stronger power and stronger will than me. I don't think so, but I feel deeply that it is vaguely called the pressure of the strong against the weak, so anxiety and fearful thoughts hit my head. I tried to get out of this idea as soon as possible, but the sound of the Guruma, the sound of a rickshaw man, the sound of shoes, and the sound of talking became crowded and only came into my ears. It only adds to the pain, let alone escapes. I couldn't stand it, so I just walked mechanically as if I had lost consciousness. I came out to Andong. The police box is full of people. Sonsabo comes out and chases people. The Sunsabo is Ahn Mo, a person who lives in our neighborhood, and the nine-year-old rock is Sunsabo, and it has been tropical for six years just by looking at me. Perhaps Sunsaboro is an elder.

When I see a small kid who carries a house that is too much for his power, I get a fever and forget about it with a drink.

But while I was doing that, I saw his health go wrong day by day by day by day. He seemed to have woken up from a tired sleep because his cheeks fell out more and more and more cheekbones came out day by day, and his slender eyes lost energy. Yellow flowers sprang up day by day, and the smile was still good, but somehow it was a hollow smile. One day, I saw him and told him about it, and he said, "Can healthy people survive in this situation……. I'm glad I'm alive." There was not much saying that I was sick. After that, he became a member of the newspaper C. For the first time, K's life seemed to have stabilized somewhat as Newspaper C became lively. He brought his wife again where he was, took his old mother from the countryside, and started living. However, after a while, when Newspaper C fell into financial difficulties, his life could not help but be shaken. During such a year, he became more steric and his health deteriorated day by day. At some point, he saw me eating stomach acid and asked, "Why are you eating stomach acid?" From a long time ago, I explained that I report gastrointestinal diseases as a habit of the sick person, and explained the effect of stomach acid. "I also have a stomach disease……. It's hot these days...…. So can you use the medicine...…." He spoke in a casual way. It was heartbreaking for me to hear it. Then, when I heard a little later, he said that he had been unable to go to work for a long time because of his serious illness. He reportedly reported a stomach disease at first, but was later diagnosed with poor lungs and heart.

In the meantime, I saw that his cheekbones were growing more, yellow flowers on his face, and his health was changing day by day.

Han Seung-ji stopped walking in the love yard and said, "Hey, you must be bored because you don't have a love owner these days. But it's already been 10 days since Chambong left home, but I don't know why because he didn't hear anything when he wore it. Do you know the news? Han Seung-ji's face showed a dark light. Many people hesitate to answer. "No, you don't have to deceive them like that. I'm asking because I think you can guess the news because you used to play every day. There's nothing I don't have to say, so just let me know if you can guess. Earlier, the xx police station also notified me to pick up my watch, but they said it must be you? I'm curious because I haven't heard from him for a long time, even though he's supposed to be at home." Many people just hesitate No one answered. "Don't you know? Where did he go?" Han Seung-ji looked at several people. Among them, Jeong Ju-sa finally opened his mouth and said, "Yes. I don't know." "I'm worried because the world is so rough these days," Han Seung-ji said, showing another dark light on his face. Han Chi-gak, who is being dredged in the mountains for 121 times of repentance, is living as hard as Kang Jin-sa and Lee Min-young received at the ×× Police Station. A cliff on all sides The only thing you can see in the distance is the blue sky. Just as he is questioned at the police station, Hanchigak kneels down in front of Kwak Ho, who has a grim face, after eating potato rice for breakfast every day, and is subjected to a terrifying interrogation under the terrifying name of so-called repentance. It was not only a night dress that I brought in my bag, but I didn't have the freedom to take out and use the Western tax system that I needed every day. If you don't wash your face in the cold stream with your fingertips sitting down, you'll get a big punishment if you catch it early in the morning when the mudong barely rises.

When Han Seung-ji, who has a dark light, asked if he knew about the news of Chambong, which has been 10 days since he left home, several people hesitated and did not answer.

If I knew this would happen, I would have held the little boy I brought yesterday, and I regret it, but I also regret it. But the sun is a little downSince only he knew it, he buried it with the relief that if he crossed the ashes before sunset, it would be a flat field, that is, it wouldn't matter if it was a little dark. Snow is likely to pour out of the cloudy sky from the morning. The wind is also only a little cold, and it doesn't blow hard. The mother, who followed her to give her duck background, and the amount of her daughter who was suddenly being chased like this was ridiculous, and her eyes began to fly one by one from the time she stood up. The wind is also rougher gradually, so it is picked up in front of walking. When it reached the bottom of Pilgyeongjae Pass, it had already turned into a fierce snowstorm. The wind is shaking in front of me without mercy, but I can't even walk because my eyes are fluttering like crazy, so I can't tell what happened to my path. Saxe was frightened, and somehow disheartened. Sae Seo-bang's lips were frozen blue, so he asked for comfort. I can't bear to see how pathetic it is. The more you do that, the more you look back. It's only about 10 ri away from the city, so I don't think it'll be too difficult to go back to my family home. So I asked Sae Seo-bang to come tomorrow when the day comes, and he told me to come, so I told him to die. Saxi had no choice but to take off the bundle carried by Sae Seo-bang and began to climb the ashes as I put it on my shoulder and led him by holding the hand of the new West with one hand.

Even if Sae Seo-bang asked him to go back to his parents' house and come back tomorrow, he said he didn't want to, so Saek-si took a bundle instead of him and climbed up the ashes.

He advised, "If Mr. Yoon is not here, don't show anyone and bring it back." "Please send me back to my room." I asked, and Lee Kwan-hyung went upstairs. It took about 40 minutes for the messenger to come back. The letter seemed to have been delivered to Yoon. Then, after another half hour, a clear and energetic young gentleman came to the apartment and asked Lee Kwan-hyung. While teaching him the room, Mugyeong thought that this person was Yoon, who sent Yongdal earlier. When I thought that I woke up from my long sleep and started to move gradually, I laughed because I thought Lee Kwan-hyung's behavior was like an animal that was shedding. However, when I thought that I would experience such a situation if I failed to become a university lecturer, I felt quite depressed because I seemed to face some serious life problem. Every time that happened, he came to think of Oh Si-hyung. Men may have such unusual behavior in front of some big problem. Then, if you fall into such a hole, do you become a fallen person and a fallen person. Lee Kwan-hyung's behavior today is like a person's struggle to return to normal living conditions from such a hole, so he can't even think of a smile as before. It was not long before Yoon went out. A long time later, Lee Kwan-hyung appeared on the stairs again because Kang Young-gam was in the office at the time, saying, "What's wrong with him? He's thinking about taking a bath." When I looked out the truth, Lee Kwan-hyung was getting off the hallway with a towel.

He became depressed as he remembered Lee Kwan-hyung's struggle to return to normal life from the bottom.

On his return home from Mujari 1 school, Unbong was quite nervous. This is because the homeroom teacher's attitude at the last hour was almost filled with anger. Because the time was close, the teacher folded the textbook and suddenly asked the cadets who would apply for the higher school to raise their hands. There was something I had always thought about by myself, so Unbong pulled out his right hand like a spear knife. There are only five children out of more than sixty. Without looking back, the son of the head of the financial union, the son of a brewery, the son of a doctor, the grandson of Kim Jwa-soo, the richest man in the village, and Kim Un-bong's right arm were unexpectedly mixed in the gap. Not only the teacher but also many children thought it was unexpected to find Kim Un-bong's thin face among the five lucky people selected. The teacher counted roughly with his glazed eyes, and did not take his eyes off Unbong's face for a long time, but later, he looked out the window for a moment, saying, "Yoroshi (good)-." Unbong also puts down his hand and feels a lot of eyes on his face, but he doesn't sell his eyes and only looks at the lacquer plate. "Kim Um-po -." Unbong said, "Hi" to the teacher's low but underlying call. "Which school is Unbong planning to apply to?" "Come to Gyeongseong Jeil High School." The teacher tilts his head as if he was surprised by the answer. All the children in the class are holding their breath and nervous. Unbong seems to be short of breath, eyes straight, and thirsty, under the illusion that the nervous feeling in the room is pressing toward Unbong's small body. If someone gently pats me on the back, I feel like tears will burst out.

When the deadline was close, the teacher suddenly asked the senior school applicants to raise their hands, and Kim Un-bong unexpectedly mixed in between the well-off children.

The moon rose. It was ten moons, but it was also round and bright. The king looked at Jeong-in's face reflected in the moonlight, and finally stammered and opened his mouth, saying, "Come back to your country." "To your home country?" The smile seemed to disappear a little from the face of the young girl, but the face under the moon turned white. The king suddenly remembered the night when he was leaving the Yuan Dynasty. Didn't you turn this blue with the face you used to say, "Tomorrow." However, there was still expectation and joy that comforted a corner of the heart. The position of the king waiting in his home country, great expectations and admiration for the founder who will follow him as his parents. However, the parting here was just painful and bitter. The young king did not yet know that the difference between "go" and "go" and similar words or their suffering would be so severe. "It's a voice that can't be ignored. I made it easy by making a sound that I couldn't bear." The king lamented over the moon. I regretted the promise I made to Ikjae earlier. "Sacrifice small things for big things?" The king closed his eyes quietly, repeated Ikjae's words earlier, and sat down leaning on the railing. "Yes. I will sacrifice my body..." However, when he opened his eyes, the king saw a woman sitting in a row opposite him as if she were sullen. I remember being comforted by this maiden's warm hand and repeating the branches of the covenant and oath that were coming and going in a beautiful heart while I was passing alone. I didn't know that it was difficult to miss the father-in-law of his home country, who picked flowers together in spring and teased under the greenery in summer, and did not know that the lonely lanterns of the destination were lonely.

When the king looked at Jeong-in's face reflected in the round and bright moonlight and told him to return to his home country, the face of a maiden turned white.

"Kari, come in for a second," he says, and drags the light inside. Jeong Seo-bang shuddered a little and the rice was shaking. The moment I realized that I was the wife of Kim Sip-jang, who was scarier than the tiger, I was even more scared. I shuddered. "No, why are you going away?" he seemed not to be attracted, but he went to the doorpost and held out, leaning against it. "Don't do that, Carrie, come in for a second. I have something to say," he says, and pulls it more powerfully in Gabon. His face shows an obscene look on his face, with a smile like Yosas trying to seductive. A few days ago, I tried to hit Jeong Seo-bang with money. Moreover, I am determined that even if Jeong Seo-bang is caught by a man, nothing will happen…. I thought there would be no better family if I took all the money and gave it to the man. Even now, I've thought about what the man was saying the other day several times. The more I thought about what the man said, the more I was relieved that it would not matter if I lay down with Jeongseobang. However, Jeong Seo-bang, who doesn't know why, is the first family to suffer, so he is scared and his fearful thoughts are out of control. on the one hand at the same time as the other hand ……………… Not that it doesn't happen. I'm going crazy, and I'm going crazy with the owner's aunt………………… even if you don'…………………………………………… …………………………… There was no need to think about the consequences, but I was finally tempted. "What if someone comes?" He seemed to be dragged reluctantly, and the eldest son was dragged into the place. The smiling sculpture of the unit was covered again. Yes, the shadow of the two fidgeting disappears inside. to the abominable woman who tries to take her money at all costs……………………………… I was driven alone in a quiet place where there was no man like a beast.

Jeong Seo-bang, who was scared when Kim Ship-jang's wife dragged him, shuddered and leaned against the doorpost, but he grabbed it more powerfully.

After burying so much, Dolsoe came back home empty-handed. Now that I think that everything is wrong, it's dark in front of me and it's unbelievable. With his head down, the grass died, and he sighed a few long times, Dolsoe returned to the front of the barn and looked at the bull's face like a fool. A cute bull who has helped a lot and spent a lot of time with children for years! A cute bull whose stomach will burst and die in a few days because of the goblin cub in his stomach! When I think about it, I feel more pitiful, sad, and sad than death. He regretted that he had been deceived by him for nothing and had let him borrow the bull's belly, and he also hit himself with such a foolishness - but what's the use of it now. Soon the bull, who was the best treasure of Dolsoe, will die and die The only fact is that Dolsoe himself will become a lonely and lonely body again. Unable to resist, Dolsoe shed tears and cried aloud, barely raising his head and looking at the bull's face once again. The bull shook his heavy and heavy body and looked at the face of the bull sadly, as if he had realized his situation or guessed what was in his heart. For some time, holding like that, Dolsoe sat curled up in front of the barn and stared only at the bull's face. I don't even want to eat. I wasn't hungry either. It was just sad to say goodbye to the cute bull. Dolsoe was only looking at the bull's face like this so that it was close to the 5th hour.

Dolsoe was sad and distressed to think that the bull, who had worked hard for him, would soon die because of the goblin cub in his stomach.

In other words, I was asked to watch the night. He slept without knowing what he wanted to write because he was thirsty and asked for water, so he wanted to write something because he was cool, but he did not wake up no matter how much he called, so he spent the night very tight. After that, I didn't leave the night to others. It is natural to sleep at night. No matter how sincere you are, how can you describe the physiological drowsiness. It's almost impossible unless you're a cripple like me. I used to see the facade of 'life' here from time to time, protecting this mother who would never be able to rise again. Having never been a filial son before, I did my first and last filial piety here to my mother, who had no way to get out of this bed again with a living body. And then, "Ah, will your mother know this?" I had this useless expectation. Whenever that happened, the idea of flocking right afterwards was not something else, but "what do you do if you know?" This was life. What do you do if you know. If you know, you may feel embarrassed as usual before. What do you do if you think you're happy if you don't. Whatever it is, what remains at the end is also "death." I wasn't taking care of my mother because she was willing to take care of her last support and go to the branch office to enrich me. I had no understanding of my mother herself. If you give me a lot of money a night, isn't there a lot of professional caregivers who will get used to their hands and take care of them more faithfully than me.

My mother, who was thirsty and couldn't wake up without knowing if I asked for water, asked me to protect the night, so I was the first and last filial piety in this bed.

"Knock knock..." P's heart began to pound at the sound of knocking. "Who? Come in." It's a voice that's definitely shaking inside. "Is it okay to go in?" I couldn't hear the voice of the man, not the voice of the woman P hoped for. It was not the sweet and beautiful voice of an unknown woman who had never been seen, but the murky and rough speech of C, who was rarely seen among men who listened to it in daily life. When the closed door opened and a person appeared, it was C, who was tall and had a loose face. "Who am I" P's attitude was definitely different than before. Since the two were exceptionally close to each other, C, who is being treated as undesirable as he is today, said with a rather unpleasant face, "Who am I? Then you're waiting for someone else. Yeah……road tax cuts," P said a little embarrassingly, "No, man, sit here." "I have to go. "I don't want to be a guest who doesn't welcome the owner." "He's saying something wrong again." Don't do that, come and sit down." "No, there's someone waiting here right now, so I'll be honest and tell them to meet you the next day." It's the same relationship between the two of us...… If not, instead of hurting my feelings for a moment, get me a drink." C also seems to be playing around rather than first. "Drinking? No, I don't want you to drink... If I get married tonight, I'll make sure you get married." "What do you mean married? You're trying to get smacked by Madame for nothing…" C's emotions are so softened that he sits on the opposite chair where P sits, smiling.

P's heart was pounding at the sound of knocking, but when P heard the voice of a man, not the woman P hoped for, and the door opened, C, who looked like a huddle, appeared.

It happened last summer. Oh Si-hyung, who had been in prison for nearly two years, rushed to every direction and made him bail. The relationship between Oh Si-hyung and Mugyeong was opposed by both sides. As a long-time Presbyterian, his mother was reluctant to say that Oh Si-hyung was a "disbeliever," but after he got into the incident and entered prison, he was more stubbornly opposed to marriage with him. Of course, it was not only a woman whose son chose Choi Something, who was a member of the Pyongyang Western Council and had a position not shallow in the Chamber of Commerce. He was opposed to his son's attitude, who graduated from college and was employed at a securities firm's investigation department in Seoul, and he did not agree with his son's idea or lifestyle as a whole. He hoped that his son would first come down to Pyeongyang and work in person in front of him, and that he would get engaged to the wise Gyu-su of a famous figure who had served as a governor he thought of. He believed that his thought was the shortest way to advance his son. So, the father and son were quarreling with each other, and his son was unexpectedly caught in an incident where he was not good enough, so he entered prison. This was not only a surprise for the father, who had been designing his son's future as his extension, but also a fatal incident for his honor and status. My father was embarrassed by the world. He was furious. He finally seemed to cut off his relationship with his son. Even if he is old, he will not be able to overcome the righteousness of his old heart thinking about his child, but he was a fair old man around 50, so he could look at his son's hardships and pretend not to see them.

The relationship between Mugyeong and Oh Si-hyung was opposed by both Mugyeong's mother and Oh Si-hyung's father.

"Is there anyone who is happy to go to their hometown?" I lamented. "What does it mean to all those who are happy to see you? My hometown is gone." "I'm sure it is. It must have changed a lot over the years." "It's changed, and there's nothing to it." There are no houses, no people, not even a dog." "So it's very much a nuisance?" "Well, that's right. It collapsed and there were only walls left. The house we used to live in is a plot of land, right? I couldn't find it even if I looked for cancer. Did you see that Dong-ri, where people lived, became like that?" His writhing neck rose. "The rotting rafter, the rolling corner! It's like digging a grave, tearing down a skeleton, and pulling it off. Oh, my God, is this happening? Is it possible that Dong-ri, where Baek Yeo-ho lived, will disappear in less than 10 years? Whoo!" he sighed, looking at the distant mountain as if he were drawing the scene of that time in front of his eyes, and gulping down the alcohol I poured for him, saying, "By the way! As soon as I say, "My heart bursts, my heart bursts," a couple of big tears drop. I seemed to have clearly seen the dreary and miserable Joseon among the tears. It was not long before I asked this. 'Yeah, haven't you met any hometown people this way?' 'I've met one, just one.' "Is he a relative?" "No, he lived in a neighborhood," he said, adding, "His face is even more gloomy." "You weren't happy to see me, were you?" "It was nice to meet you, but I felt like I had met a dead person. Moreover, he had a reason with me...…." "What do you mean chicken?" "Guguma, a woman who was married to me." "Ha-." I couldn't close my mouth as if I was surprised.

I thought I saw the miserable and dreary Joseon's eolgol in tears, so I asked him if he hadn't met his hometown person, but his eolgol, which he said he had met his neighbor, became even more gloomy.

"Both my father and mother - they must have discussed it." Unbong cannot readily answer this question. This is because my desire to become Gyeongseong Jeil High School was complete. In my head, I was confused and had a few torches tangled and sometimes suffered under my hair, which I had to shave, but Unbong didn't even do anything. My lips seemed to shake a little, but I answered 'Hi!' as high as I could hear. The teacher didn't seem to have noticed from Unbong's attitude or ask any more, but he seemed to think again, "Then buy 50 to school as soon as possible today or tomorrow." But as the bell cries, he waits for it to end. "I hope those who are preparing for the entrance exam, as well as those who are not, study hard. And please stop by the office for the cadet who is applying for a higher school." After the salute, he tried to get off the platform, but he turned to Unbong again and left the classroom, saying, "I don't care if Unbong doesn't come, so just ask my father. Yes." This is all that happened in the classroom. This small thing, not to mention a small incident, is the cause of great excitement for Unbong. First, he cheated on his teacher. Of course, cheating can be undetected. Go tell your father in advance and that's all. But there was another reason for his excitement, and for that excitement to shift to something close to resentment. It was not simple for him to treat himself separately among the five cadets who applied. And asking his father to come to school is also something he doesn't want.

Unbong, who couldn't answer the question of whether he had discussed it with his father and mother because his dream of Gyeongseong Jeil High School was all I thought about, was in confusion in his head.

After a while, Ah came out to the doorway after thinking about it, and his mother and his wife loaded all their luggage into the guruma. And when I saw my mother, who was trying to say goodbye with the small furniture in her basket, I asked her, "Are you going to live a life of wandering again?" and asked, "Do you think I only live a life of wandering day and night?" and she picked a joke for the old lady who had been pressed. "Then Saglesse Lu?" "Why is Saglesse again?" "I'm going to do business!" And now I seem to laugh at you as if I'm the only one who wants to do business, but I'm like, "Shouldn't you have some money?" "I'm going to do a Gopu bar, so it'll be about 200 won. What more do you think you're going to do?" He spits out as if to look at him and follows Guruma out of the alley. When Ah looked around, she seemed to have about 200 won in her hand and take out the joy. Then last night, the year he was busy making medicine in Duran went into the main room and stayed for a long time, but it was clear that he had become a masterpiece with the West and exchanged money at that time. Otherwise, there will be no way to leave obediently, and where will the girl get 200 won like her birthday party. If you think about it like that, he already begged me to buy him a new type of hanger that he would buy for 780 won, but he pretended not to hear it, but he was angry and sorry because he thought he would pay 200 won each. Ah opened her red eyes and called into the main room and made a sharp sound, "Did you give her 200 won?"However, when Seo-bang lay down without a mare and tasted it, Ah became even more enthusiastic and said, "Well, how much is 200 won? Why would you give it to her. Can't you give me that kind of money?" After pouring out a lot of violence, tears finally form in my eyes.

Ah came into the main room and asked if she had given 200 won to the girl, but the West lied down and only tasted it, and Ah was even more angry and poured out a rage, and tears finally formed.

'How do I kill these?' I closed my eyes. You're going to be delusional… It's just two strikes,' he said, firmly determined, and then went close to them and sat down. He raised his knife to his wife's neck. The arm is as heavy as a celestial root or a hanging one. I went up to one of the chaffs, but it didn't come down well. I looked down at my wife's face once more. I can't bear to kill facing the front. The knife lay weakly on the knee again. "Why are you so hesitant about what you've already decided?" What's the matter with you? … Why am I so weak? It's because I'm not strong enough to this day, but I'm weak again even when I decide on my life? Let's be strong, Arthur,' he said, clenching his teeth. This time, he raised his knife to the child's neck. However, he sat down for a long time without being able to strike. Even though he holds a knife to take his precious life from his head right away, the hat only sleeps without knowing the world. The knife was placed on his lap again. Finally, Kim Chul looked into the faces of the two, saying, "I'm going to kill them," and he looked at them and said, "Oh, I can't bear to kill them. How do you kill these sleeping things. I can't kill him. I can't kill you. What are you going to do? I'd rather die. I can't bear to kill them with this knife, even if I'll die with this knife and forget about this world.' I turned my back on them. He raises a knife and puts it on his neck, takes it off, and takes it off. "Eh, if I die alone, I'll be dead..."He put all his strength together in the hand holding the knife.

Finally, Kim Cheol looked closely at the faces of the two and looked into them to kill them, and turned his back to them, saying, "I can't bear to kill them.

But that was nothing more than my making-up. I tried to cover up everything until there was complete evidence. I asked him to do it again and left the house. And after that, he went around looking for various friends and shielded them. - Do you know A? It's 's wife's six-chamber orabi. He's a nasty person. He fell in love with Yukchon's older sister, and after that, he is busy with his younger sisterYes... I usually teased them with these words and turned my back on them, but what was surprising was that all of them had heard that from Mr. A. That's why at the end, I even believed what I made up And they trusted me for some time, so half of what I said was right. Thus, some of our friends' doubts about his wife have been reduced. On the morning of Hotteok's departure, I went to the painter, turned him off, and came to my inn. And after feeding him a bowl of seolleongtang (who hasn't eaten breakfast yet), he came out to the station with a simple travel kit in my small handbag. Hotteok was already out and waiting. At this time, he looked around for a while (the railroad was the first time this morning) and said something similar to the story. "Where are you going on a trip?" "I'm not going, you're going." I answered as I peeped at the expression on his face in the most natural manner.

I tried to cover up everything until there was solid evidence, and since then I've had several friends as shields.

A few more people came and gave me a lot of course. While about 10 people were in and out of the house, the house was cleaned up in an instant. I was afraid that it was all cleaned up, so suddenly I found myself running around like crazy to fly away three years, closing here and there with them for some time. He spent three nights and three days in the opposite room of the Jong Clan. It took days and rain. The sun was still in the sunset. I came down to the house one day with my hands behind my back. The stream was flowing quietly, with all the turbidity drained and crystal-like clear water touching the shin. The peak of Surisan Mountain, which used to drive rain due to the canals being jammed due to polarity, was blue and refreshing as if washed. The clear sky is covered with a light sunset to the west. Ahn Hae, who had come down earlier, was hanging around in front of the private door alone. "Why don't you cook with Bob Ilang?" Sleeping...…" "Well...…" It was very unwilling to return to this ruins. It was a house that was always alive and well. However, no matter how much it was built, it could not be a house after it became this shape. It was embarrassing to look at. It was a form of drawing a square diagonally, cutting off one side of the outside, and leaving only the other side of the triangle. If you draw a straight line from the head of the kitchen in the lower room to the bottom of the kitchen pillar, it is a square diagonal line, and the outside fell off as if it were cut with a knife, and the stream was flowing. If it had been cut very thin, it would have put a stone in the member and put a few blocks under the cornerstone of this head and that head (don't collapse any more), but there was no field attached to the front of the house.

About 10 people came in and out, and when the house was cleaned up, I found myself running around the house with them.

Oh Seong refined his robe and opened the door, and found that a boy came into the gate of love, and his face was as white as a snow-white snow even in the moonlight, and he was not as ordinary as the son of an aristocrat Wang Gong. When I looked at him once, Oh-sung came to respect nature and went under the yard to greet him, asking him, "I heard from that girl that you are not a person in our human society, but a ghost in the other world, but you try to find me for some reason." So, the boy sighed and said, "I'm not another person, but Bokseong-gun, the son of King Jungjong, and my mother and mother died at once because of the slander of the scoundrels. Few people in the world know our injustice, but everyone has a weak mentality and can't speak to each other I came because I wanted to." Oh Seong replied, "Your work has already been done to Shin Won, but how can you not know it?" He also said, "I knew it after hearing the sound of reading the ancient text, but it was drawn as just friendship by the royal family, and I know what the general public opinion is like in this world."

When Oh-sung opened the door after refining his coffin, a boy like the son of a royal prince was entering the gate of love.

According to Hamae, Asao's purpose is torture and Murai's desire to be a writer, but the parties do not affirm it or strongly deny it, and they just laugh along as a joke. So even though I've been in contact almost every day for a month or so, I still don't know exactly who they are. It was fortunate for me that I met a companion who was kind and could relieve my gloomy judgment, whether I knew it or not. In addition, I was trying to feel lonely when I came to Tokyo and felt lonely, so we jumped in between them without hesitation, and our hobbies, personalities, and directions were different, but in that the environment was the same and there was no repentance. It was a light that welcomed my attitude as if I was quite happy to have a different companion like myself when they couldn't help but feel a bit by themselves. After eating a late morning night, we usually flock to Asao's room as if we had discussed it. Asao's room was not only the widest and brightest, but also equipped with entertainment tools such as Janggi, Go, and Hwatooni, and when the library was full of fun or chat, it was easy to lie down and read it as it touched. Our idle chatter was really wide and wide, sometimes discussing poetry, politics, and other things, sometimes culture, art, and people, but it was extremely rare, usually useless, and sometimes the kind of ugly story of hippos sneaking in, blushing and running away.

Fortunately, I came to Tokyo and met a kind companion in a lonely car, so I jumped in between them and got along easily.

The total number of land and houses increased, the number of households increased, and the number of households increased surprisingly. On the other hand, Ahn Hae asked her husband to get some official gazette from Ajung, so she was always lazy to look at the official gazette. Seven years have passed since the woman received her new husband. One day, the woman finally found what she had intended in the official gazette. The official gazette clearly stated until that date, saying that the propaganda officer, Woo Ha-hyung, gets on the bus illegally and descends to Mo-gun, Gwanseo. The woman dropped the official gazette she was reading. Tears welled up in the woman's eyes. You finally succeeded. There is no mistake in my eyes, which I saw as a poor person, and seven years later, you are coming down to a place not far from here. The seven characteristics of Chunpung Chou, the body was ostensibly dependent on others, but there was a time when people were forgotten a day. Didn't you live with someone you didn't like for seven years to watch today's movie. Since he was already a dirty body, he had no shame and no thoughts to entrust this dirty body to him again, and Inje hated to live in this family more. He didn't even have to live here now that he was successful in marrying here as a way to make him forget about him. You're selling so much that you can't graze. Now that he has succeeded, let's stop playing hard to get and quietly visit a mountain village and spend a peaceful life and wish him a greater success or good luck.

The woman did not neglect to read the official gazette, and tears poured out when she found in the official gazette that the propaganda officer, Woo Ha-hyung, was illegally boarding and descending to his mother's army.

Wouldn't it be impossible not to know that it was the motivation to hit me that you bought alcohol and snacks for a test-study position that morning when you were finally released and woke up? But when it became a definite fact that the liberation of this nation was certain and that English would play a part in the military government world, you were excited and liked it. You were able to understand English. You used to be an interpreter in a sacred church. It was a great pride to go around with foreign soldiers. I don't know English, but I could only guess the meaning of the conversation between foreign soldiers while asking them to play. I've guessed that you, the educator, would trade the immature daughters of this nation for a few cans, and all the people of this country are liars I also know that it reminds me that I'm a fraud and Mori Bae. So you've become the chief of military government and you've been kicked out of conspiracy to drive out the director general as a red? I saw with my eyes that you have no faith, no nation, no people for the benefit in front of you. I discovered that the incident when you were young when you were bought under the condition of exemption from monthly payments for a year in middle school and betrayed your colleagues who rejected evil teachers to correct the school rules was never stopped. I cursed the liberation of the nation in front of a poetical school, and in front of a jeep car, smoking cigarettes, chewing gum, to exempt a year's monthly payment, I knew that my husband was not reluctant to tarnish the blood of the nation for 5,000 years.

I saw that you had no loyalty and no faith in the interests of your eyes, and that you had been driven out by the revelation that you had driven the Commissioner to the red.

"No, I'm just happy to be in love with Eun-joo. Even if there is no favor from old Tae-yeo Eun-ju...…" Park In-hae's words were shaking from the tail. Eun-joo quickly became teary-eyed and said, "I'll be honest with you about my feelings for Mr. Park. I think we'd better do that for each other."-"That's all right." It's okay not to listen." Park In-hae's attitude seemed to be afraid of listening to Eun-ju. "But you'd better listen. My feelings for Younghoon still haven't been cleaned up. It's true that my pride is not forgiving him, but...…" "………………" "If only my feelings for him were dealt with……" "I see. But there's no need to force it. I don't want that from Eun-joo right now. The problem is with myself. My feelings for the nurse have already been cleared up, but...…I don't have the courage." "I understand." Eun-ju sighed a long time. "Eunju!" "Yes?" Park In-hae quietly stared at Eunju's somewhat acute appearance for some time, and then said, "It's not a problem that Eunju's pride is like that anyway." "What do you mean?" "It means that there can't be pride in front of affection." Affection that can end up with pride is not a true appearance of affection." "But……" 'Listen to me in silence.' '...……………" "No matter how proud Eun-joo is, Eun-joo's affection for him has not yet been processed. No, I believe it won't work out at the end." "Will it?" Eun-ju was listening half-heartedly.

Eun-ju honestly tells Park In-hae, who seems to be afraid to listen to Eun-ju.

Kyung-ja used my "culture" fairly without permission, but her pride was a little discouraged, and she said, "Look at this! I learned how to use it, so you're using it on me? It's sour, DONGHEON! "Do I know what culture is?" I glanced at it, but it was childish and said, "What's with all the body hair? Even if you're hungry, you're going to starve because you're stuck in your body hair? I can't get rid of badges!" "Are you so well-informed? So you were baptized with Piru the other day by a drunkard?" "What? What do you know if I'm baptized "Piru"? Proudly, I hope you'll enjoy it." When the poison was about to rise with a hops and a hue, they unexpectedly hugged each other in the ice. In this remote corner where there are few people, and in addition, the grotesque cry on the hill just to see what kind of beast it is gives me goosebumps all over the body. They followed Jung-sook and said, "Oh, I'm scared! What's that "Well, what is it? It's very gross, right?" They exchange it with each other and smile like children. Gyeong-ja clung close to Jeong-sook and said, "Jeong-sook! Doesn't your leg hurt? Why don't we go to that restaurant and sit down for a while and turn around?" "Shall we?" Jeong-sook wanted to go out for a while, but Kyung-ja insisted on going with her, so she followed her. Again this time, when Gyeong-ja entered the crowded restaurant as she wanted and settled down, she was dizzy and had no thoughts, but when asked, "Shall we try Sprite?" she answered, "Let's eat anything."

Gyeong-ja stuck next to Jeong-sook, asked if her legs hurt, went to the restaurant, sat down for a while, and Jeong-sook wanted to stop going out, but she only followed her because Gyeong-ja had to hold her.

Mrs. P laughs that she doesn't know the world too well because she loves me, but there were times when she felt pain in knowing the world too much. One day, the wife stopped by where she ironed her son. I was cold in conversations with my wife several times, offering fruits to a boy who seemed to resemble his father a lot by giving him a tall, face-like, and calm impression. Now, the wife was discussing that she had to leave for a very far away place, but the situation was difficult to go away and it was difficult to just stay. I was sorry to hear that. I wondered how fortunate I would be if I could go safely somehow. At the same time, I was worried that there would be no way to see you again if we shared our minds like this. Finally, we talked about Mrs. P, who moved to Mrs. Baek's house because we couldn't get to Seoul, and promised to visit once, but after a while, I broke my promise and got on a car going to Gwangnaru alone. Outside the car window, a spoonful of tea fields passed without a break. Each grain was filled with eggs. As if it were a door, the kimchi-making season came soon, the sun froze, and it snowed, and as the thoughts went to this place, my mind gradually darkened. Getting off the car, I passed Jiseo as my wife told me and went up the paddy field and entered a fairly large gate with a hill on the side of a foreigner.

I thought it would be good if I could go safely and quickly to discuss that my wife should leave for a faraway place, but I was worried that there would be no way to see her again.

Nervousness and grotesqueness have never been so great that day. Is it the same with Goerom of a mountain that has a new life in its stomach. After spending half a day with tired nerves, both body and mind were now in a state of boredom, and there was no glow in the eyes looking at the object. Looking at the shallow sky, I clasped my hands in the back of my head, and my mouth opened to the sacrifice and I almost yawned. "What are all those snakes. That kind of beauty saves my art. You're welcome, you're right. I never thought my art would be born so shabby. Ask that modern Go-ho doesn't use a brush easily." While muttering, Maran suddenly walked quickly because she thought that Haeng-yeo or a teacher might be chasing her and following her. The most frightening thing now was the urging of a small aesthetic waiter. If possible, I wanted to hide in a place I didn't know because I was excluded from the duty of editing from the staff's urging. All those who tried to take away art strongly were seen as demons. "Oh," he said, "I was afraid that the waiter would hit the back of the staff at once, and he walked quickly without looking back, which was considered a spectacle in his mind. This is why it was like pretending to be chased by an monkfish in a dream. How long will you have to be chased like that. "Ugh." The sudden sharp cry didn't seem to be the sound of the following waiter. It was such a strange remark that Maran suddenly stopped walking without knowing it.

The most frightening thing now is the urging of the waiter, and if possible, he wanted to hide away from the duty of editing and the urging of the waiter, and all those who tried to take away art looked evil.

The two countries must send envoys to each other. Korea will open Busan and two other ports to trade with Japan and allow Japanese citizens to come and go. Japanese ships should freely survey the coast of Korea. The government shall not interfere in the trade and trade of the people of both countries. recognition of consular jurisdiction. It was made up of twelve such items. In Joseon at this time, Confucian scholars like Choi Ik-hyeon, as well as the elders and ministers of the outside of the country, were still opposed to the royal court, but anyway, the powerful Daewongun had already lost power in 1875 (亥乙益), so he could not answer the Japanese army's demand by force. Japan was carrying 600 soldiers on seven warships and threatening a large cannon at Injeongjeon in the sea in front of Ganghwa, the name of Hanyang. Even if it was not Park Kyu-soo's words at that time, there was no defense to prevent him, and there was no choice but to make friends. At the same time, Gilhwa, who was sent from the Qing Dynasty as a sergeant of the Crown Prince Chaekbong, hinted that he had signed a defense with Japan as a message from Lee Hong-jang. As a result, Bulanseo created a significant division called Byeonginyangyo, which only sacrificed vainly to Picha, and the United States also created a significant division called Sinmiyangyo, which led to Japan's late opening of the Joseon Dynasty.

Since Japan threatened with military and artillery in the sea in front of Ganghwa, and Lee Hong-jang also recommended a protective agreement with Japan, there was no choice but to make peace with each other.

"How did you become a monk because you had a good family and a generous family?" Shin-soo, who was silently listening to Shin-hyun's question, laughed and said, "What would be a body that I hate, wealth, and movie?" Shin-hyun smiled and said, "Then I shouldn't touch it and hate food." Therefore, if it is not the heart of Buddha, it is not the heart of Nahan." Shin Hyun also hit his knee and praised him, saying, "What a precious heart," and he suddenly knelt down with a serious look on his face, saying, "If you see wealth because people in the world are stupid, don't you think you'll leave it alone once you die?" So you'll wear it well and eat it well, no matter how much you grieve after you die. Shin Hyun, who was already hurt by his parents, said, "That's right, that's right," adding, "So if you go back to the delicious rice cakes, green wine, and meat in the morning, who's going to drink in front of the building?" "Even if you acted like a madman in this world, be a true person who has always been in heaven," he said, and when he cried loudly, the sound rang throughout the house.

Shin-hyeon smiled, took the color, and hated gourmet food, and said he had no wish now.

'Yes,' he answered barely, and looked there. "Oh, I'll work after seeing that wife's belly." The woman smiled back at the document. 'Oh, that's his wife. If I had allowed it at that time, I would have been so blessed,' I thought, and it was painful to stand there more. "I came a little late, but I'm busy with work, so do a lot of work instead of coming late here." Kim Seo-seo smiled and turned around and went over there. "Oh, I don't think I'm going to work much because I see the ship!" The document's wife looked behind her husband with her eyes grimly fixed, and then she just slept and followed after her husband. He stood blankly, looking at the back of the document for a long time, drooping his head and sat down in the furrow of the field. "Oh, what's wrong with Okgye's house?" All the women who worked with him greeted each other because they lived in Handong-ri and asked him as if he was strange to come to work on such a farm. "I'm here to work." He barely answered with his head down. That morning, he only ate a porridge of cold vegetables dipped in salt, and as the sun approached him at lunch, his spine pulled, his eyes went into his throat as if he were about to swallow, and his belly skin stung as if it were hungry but torn. I continued to work hard, sweating on my forehead. At lunchtime, the other workers each took a package of rice and began to sit around and eat in the field, but he had nothing, so he secretly hid in a deep furrow in the field and waited for others to eat.

By lunchtime, other workers began to sit around the fields and eat, but he didn't bring anything, so he went to the furrow and sat in hiding and waited.

"Is Yong-ae doing well?" "Does our school have a lot of students?" Bong-yeom talks in his sleep and ends up falling asleep. His mother sighed and decided to quickly kill Bong-yeom when he was asleep and float him on the Haerang River. And I pressed my stomach hard. The wind slurred and the raindrops fell. He said that everything went well. Who would know if no one secretly gave birth to a child and killed him on a rainy night like this. And he caressed Bong-yeom's body and covered his head with old clothes. The rain began to leak. He thought Bong-yum might be wet from the rain, so he moved him quietly and lied down to the place where he was leaking. The rain gradually increased and poured down. And his body was getting more and more sick. He bit his lips and tried not to groan outside because Bong-yum wanted to wake up. However, a groan penetrated through the nostrils and ran like a flame. And the raindrops ride his hair and leak into his lips through the nape of his neck. "Oh my!" Bong-yeom jumped up and felt for his mother. "Oh, well." Touching his mother's body, he came to his senses. And I knew it was raining. "It's leaking, oh my gosh." I couldn't hear my daughter's words anymore, and I couldn't stand the moaning that I was careful when my daughter didn't listen. He struggled with "hmph." I was banging on the wall with my head, but it wasn't cool, so I wrapped my hair with my hands and ripped it off.

His mother decided to kill Bong-yum as soon as she gave birth while she was asleep, so that no one would secretly float her on the Hyeran River, and pressed her stomach.

Two black shadows were seen running up quickly. Ju-hwa took off his hands, turned around, and walked down his path calmly. Within a few steps, he was caught by two men who jumped over his head. "Have you not seen a woman running?" asked a man who had a bad impression. "Go straight down this road." 'What's with this beaver?' 'I picked it up because she sprayed it.' "You shouldn't pick this up." The man roughly took the bell from the coin's hand. And I picked up each and every page of the scattered piras around and ran down the hill looking for the girl's place. However, the man of the remaining one did not follow his colleague's footsteps, but stayed there and aimed sharply at the coinage. "I'm a Western person, and what kind of person are you?" I didn't expect that, but when I was hit head-on like this, Joo-hwa was upset and anxious. "I don't do much." "Are you saying you're unemployed. - What will you do in the future?" "In the future - I'm on the verge of death." "Dead -?" the detective thought that the coin's answer was a joke to insult him, and aimed at the coin with disgust. "What do you have?" "No." The detective scoured the coin's pocket with his hands. A few business cards came out of the upper pocket, breaking up with Ususu on the street, and in the lower pocket, only the pack of "Alonal" came out.

The coin could see two shadows running up, but he was caught by two men who ran, who walked down the street calmly.

When I saw that there was no sign of surprise saying, "Fifty?", I said, "Let's call him more." And I regret it, so he pushed him back, saying, "Take him somewhere else." "Why, a lot?" Sang-chul was appalled. "A lot or little, we don't have to go anywhere else." "If you have a lot of fifty coins, buy less." Sang-cheol said as if he were making a good bargain. "I won't buy even ten dollars, so I'll go somewhere else," the owner said unexpectedly. Sang-cheol seemed to have a flop of guts. "Buy even 30 coins, it's because I got sick while earning money," he said, adding a little leaning trick. However, the owner suddenly changed his attitude and called the child who was appreciating it. "Oh, why are you sticking up when you say you won't buy it!" "Honey! Why did you ask for the price if you won't buy it?" It was wrong. I feel like I've been tricked. My teeth trembled. I'm going to have a little squabble over it. All that was left now was 'evil'. The owner also clung to Seoseul with a blue reply. "Can't you ask the price when it's for sale?" "If you didn't intend to buy it, why do you ask the price?" I'm going to play with someone." "Hmph!" the owner snorted. "Why do you do that. I was so brazen that I came out to sell this kind of thing, so I asked you what's wrong with your guts. I held out to buy this because I was the only one with guts!" Sang-chul was trembling with flesh. Blood boiled up to my head as my teeth clung together. If I did what I was angry, I wanted to attack and make an appearance, but when I compared my fist with the owner's fist, I sat down with a sigh.

Sang-cheol talked to the owner as if he were bargaining, but he said he wouldn't buy it, so his intestines seemed to fall down.

Jeong Gu-ryong praised the teacher for finding out the fact first, and all the servants said they were indeed rookies and were escorted to Daegu with more admiration. When his group reached Joryeong, thousands of his disciples heard the news and planned to destroy the propaganda officer and rescue the teacher at once. When the propaganda officer and his group were all scared and tried to send Su-un to him and run away, Su-un dissuaded and comforted the propaganda officer and ordered his disciples, saying, "My path was already made by God, so don't think about anything else and go home." His disciples couldn't help but kneel down on the side of the road and say goodbye. Choi Soo-woon was escorted by a propaganda officer and arrived at Daegu Gamyeong on the 6th day of the first lunar month of the year. At that time, the auditor of Daegu was a person named Seo Heon-soon, and Choi Soo-woon was a serious criminal, especially an anonymous criminal, so he did not have much trouble dealing with him. A hearing was held thereafter. Seo Heon-soon, the Daegu auditor, became the chief judge, and after resident pastor Cho Yong-hwa, Jirye prefectural governor Jeong Ki-hwa, and Sancheong prefectural governor Lee Geun-jae were present, he was interrogated by a famous official. Choi Soo-woon, who was arrested as a prisoner before the deadline, appeared in a bad sentence with anti-chain shackles, Osasil handcuffs, and in the so-called court, there are various sentences, including a six-mole ball made of mold, mufure, and a number of soldiers ignored the prison commander.

Su-woon comforted a group of propagandists trying to escape and ordered their disciples to return home.

After breakfast, I went to the beach right away. There are already quite a few people coming out and swimming in the water-mashing Bill, the light that's going back and forth over the sand...… It's a lot of fuss. The far side of the ocean that you can see in the distance! Did the big and small boats stand still like pictures? It is floating in the air, unable to distinguish whether it is moving, and on the wide sea on the left and right sides, seagulls flock to be submerged, float in the air, and fly leisurely. Just looking at it makes me feel cool, but in addition, the cool sea breeze comes in as if it is chasing the waves, and the cool taste is poured all over my body. Yongbong also took off his clothes and ran into the water with only one spotted bathing suit. It's refreshing to the core of the five intestines. Yes, I swam around as much as I wanted to look like a water duck. After a long time, I seemed to be exhausted, so I came out to the sandy beach, spread my arms, and lay flat toward the sun. It seems that the private sky will gradually come down without a single cloud and cover its body. After a short break like this, I ran back into the water. It would go into the water, sink for a long time, and then stick its head out over the water, breathe, and then sink back into the water. Then, he swam vigorously and mended to the outside of the boundary line, quickly came back, took it, came up to the sandy beach, and sat down. It's low, so people flock out rather than flock out in groups of three. Men, women, children...…There are many people who are in the water like this, but there are quite a few groups resting underneath the sun-drenched sandbars and parasols, or in tents. Yongbong lived in the water all day long, buying a simple lunch at the beach. It was not until the sun was setting that I managed to return to the inn as if I was still upset.

When I went out to the beach after breakfast, quite a lot of people came out and made a fuss, and seagulls were flying leisurely on the sea.

On July 21, the rain that had been continuing for a long time was pouring from dawn that day because the meanness of the sky was not good. The faces of the innkeepers became gloomy. Meanwhile, at 11:30 p.m., they sent all of them to the car stop. Davuko also slipped out of the back street and stood at the corner of the house waiting for the car to arrive. However, Nori Ai only brought two or three customers from the village to mogang. It cleared up in the afternoon, but Nori Ai also visited in an empty car at 4:30 p.m. The rainy season gave a notice of disappointment to the inn owners, and the 20th day was cleared, and from the 20th day, the exhausted sun began to shine to dry up the wet world in the rainy season. However, the big shadow of the situation was not simply overlooked as such a mountain village. Until last year, young men and women had been boiling and had fun for a while, so the inn owners waited for this year, but the huge impact of the Ilji Incident and the flashing eyes of the sidewalk federation did not pass over to this place, so only a few students (professional schools) could not improve their health due to a year of study. Other than that, the whole family rushed in to restore the health of their young children and occupied the room of the inn two or three times, and I hated the innkeeper who lived only two or three times, and even more useless customers for people like Tabuko. In addition, there were one or two other daughters of the family who had a match of money with their mother, but none of them were used by Tabuko. Middle school students were tied to volunteer work and couldn't even pull themselves off.

The owners of the inn looked gloomy as the continuous rainy season poured from dawn.

'Nara. Me.' 'What do you mean, sir?' 'I dropped the gun and sent it to Tokyo.' 'You didn't give me a vote of approval.' 'Why did you give it to me?' But I didn't use Gundo.' 'Oh no.' 'I played around without using my name. I drew a stick down on the ballot paper." "You violated it." "I thought that was the sincerity of thinking about Gundo." Would it have been possible to write Gundo's name today. The more I think about how I got that one vote right, the more amazing it is." "So the one you promised-" "It's all my credit." "My ball is big." Seol-mae's expression of surprise does not disappear. It is to stare at my face with eyes that cannot be distinguished whether I am happy or sad. "Why. Is Seolmae the opposite?" What did I do?" "You're welcome. What's wrong. You did a good job. You saved your youth." "If I had a gun, I would have laughed a lot." "I'll tell you in a letter." I'm going to write you a letter, too. Showing off my credit a little long-windedly, and to get a good example the next time we meet, "Teacher, there's nothing you can't want." Seol-mae finally learned my heart and smiled brightly. "Now, shall the two of us call out Gundo for you?" When I took the bottle and poured it to Seolmae, he also gave me a glass face to face. "Hooray for Gundo!" "Hooray for Gundo!" When he sang in a thin voice and drank, he said something about his colleagues and stared at us.

His colleagues stared at us as he sang "Long live Gundo" with his glass facing him.

Then, the stadium had to be such a stadium. Therefore, it was not in my concept that the stadium where the people who came to live in my neighborhood did not greet each other, and when they were defeated, they were scolded as if they were guilty of revenge. And I thought about it at the same time. The people of Honam, who live without knowing the Gaetdongyang Banjang or the brave stadium, are people who benefit from at least one stadium. It was already an irritating nerve, but rather than being damaged one way or another, I only felt the same way, but rather than doing business with an ignorant person, I returned home as Jong dissuaded me and lay down to sleep. Whether I slept for only 10 minutes or how many hours, I woke up in surprise at the excitement of Kyungho shouting and calling out his uncle. As I ran to the floor, the water was finally overflowing. It was not full of cuts, but a high wave was gathering at once as if it had spilled a large poison. It's been like that all the time. In an instant, the water poured down the floor into the kitchen into the yard and flowed out behind the soft sea, and gradually increased. Ahn Hae and Kyungho were at a loss because they had been trying to stop me from thinking about getting into even one game before I fell out of my mouth. In time, it was thick and the right fence was drifting away. The strange thing was that the ground did not sink until the water overflowed, but once it overflowed, it would fall off without a hitch at the time. That's why the fence was washed away.

When I ran to the floor, the overflowing water gradually increased in an instant, and the fence was drifting away.

Although the mother took the flowing jade with her nose, saliva, and murmur, and raised it as much as her child, she hated it to death to push all of her generation. At the first dawn, he wrote a letter to Mr. Young-chul and sent it. It was the first time in months. Two days after the letter, Young-chul came up to Dambak Gyeongseong. I didn't expect it to come so quickly, but when I met him unexpectedly, I was speechless. 'Did you see the letter?' 'Yes, I did. I didn't know what you were talking about, but...…" I looked closely at Bongjun. Thus, it seemed to penetrate into his insides. I could not trust his words because I had known him for a long time. "I went to Okie now, but she's going to school and she's gone." "Did she go?"… Well, I think it's possible to get a divorce." "Don't make a fuss, I thought it was a horse, so you're talking...… How could Ok do that?" Bong Joon laughed. "Yes, of course, I knew that even the teacher would doubt me. Believe it or not…… They believed in Jesus like they believed in Jesus, and it went very well." He looked at the ceiling. Jaeil came in when the door opened. He went down to his lower neck, slumped, and sat dithering against the wind wall. 'Hey, did Mr. Ok come?' 'Night and day Ok, if you want to see me that much, go and see me.' Bong-jun was tired of it, but he swept it with a smile on the outside. The teacher didn't want the name of the jade to go up and down in the mouth of a dirty poor man. So he twisted his head and remained silent with a painful look.

Ok-yi hated her mother to death who loved her as much as her child.

Then, what kind of answer should I give? Should I give all of the bonds, which are close to 400,000 won, to Sochun and say, "Revenge my father as you want?" This is a child's way of doing things. Then - "I'll pay 400,000 won to the LC Party, so please stop taking personal revenge." Shall we? But this is something Sochun won't listen to. There will be no way to reverse the new forty years of deliberation here. Then, should we abandon both of these policies, ambush the police officer, and arrest Kim So-chun? If so, Kim So-chun will be easily captured. However, - even if Kim So-chun easily catches it, the forces that commanded Kim So-chun - How is the power of the LC Party blocked? According to Kim So-chun, the LC Party still tells Kim So-chun not to dream and to take out all public bonds even if he uses violence right now. And I don't think that's a lie. In terms of that, Kim So-chun is now a person who protects his family (except for the old count). If Kim So-chun is caught - that is, if his family and the contact of the bird per LC are lost, the LC party cannot immediately attack him with a machine gun. If the LC Party attacks their family head-on, not only his father, the old count, and the 400,000 won in public bonds that the LC Party peeped at, but also his family will be wiped out without a brother. - This is a problem for Chandu. You cannot leave your father in the hands of your enemies.

If you ask So-chun to stop taking personal revenge, it will not be reversed because it has been a matter of 40 years.

"What about Kim So-chun?" "I also found out Kim So-chun' And I decided to use it this time." "Then I'm not only interrupting Miss Young's work from work to ten." "Sir, I don't blame you for what you're doing, even if you're interrupting anything." "What is Miss Young's knowledge of me?" "Of course, I can find out enough to find out." All the executive-level officials were also assigned to look into it. But I forbade it. I don't need it. I forbade Dr. Seo to look after Dr. Seo because it doesn't affect him much if he interferes." "I didn't know that, but I know that my life is safe because Miss Young is trying." Here's the example." "You're welcome..." Renjun's head gradually became confused. According to In-jun's plan, all other LC members under Mackenzie were to be arrested by filing a complaint with the police. However, considering the personal intentions of Miss Young and Mackenzie here, I was a little nervous even if Renjun, who was interested in Miss Young, handed over Mackenzie to the police. 'Miss Young.' 'What?' 'What would Miss Young think if Mr. Mackenzie was arrested by the police?' Miss Young bowed her head. He seemed to think. After a long time, he threw a troubled eye at Renjun. 'Mr. Seo.' 'What?' 'It's a difficult question. Of course, I do not approve of what Mr Mackenzie is doing. They do a lot of brutal things because the whole body makes them. I've always been opposed to that. I don't agree with that either. If there must be a punishment for sin, Mr. Mackenzie should be punished. However, it will be difficult for me to decide quickly, a person who has received a considerable amount of grace for me." Of course it will.

Renjun tried to pick Miss Young as planned and accuse all party members, but Renjun, who was interested in Miss Young, was a little anxious.

It was not the West to hesitate to talk to a woman. On top of that, this woman or physiologically may be a woman, but other than that, it is completely a man or an ordinary person, so Seo-gu just spoke while sitting in a chair with his hat on. "Did you come to see Dr. Sunwoo?" "Yes." His voice was funny and thin. On top of that, this face also blushes slightly as if it were red. "Have you been close to the doctor since you saw it?" "Yes." He blushes again. If you saw them blushing twice like this, even if they had only a normal face, you would see them as loving birds, but the woman's face was so enormous that it was hard to interpret it in that direction. "I'm Seo-gu, so I'm very close to Dr. Sun-woo." "Yes, do you? My name is Kim Yeo-kyung "Do you have a government post to shine?" "Yes." I had a name to shine, but it was not a shining face. Seo-gu barely held back the laughter that was about to burst out. "Excuse me, but do you love Dr. Sunwoo?" This question was a question that only the West could ask, and it was a question that was difficult to ask unless it was for such a partner. I knew I'd buy it. I was just going to spend my time mocking him when I got angry. But the response was far from what the West had expected. The woman's face turned scarlet. The flesh from the neck to the fingers turned crimson and buried its head in its chest.

When Seo-gu asked the woman if she loved Dr. Sun-woo, the woman's face turned scarlet, contrary to expectations that she would be angry.

At first, Kim Sip-jang deceived several people, but now he was not deceived, but he also deceived when Kim Sip-jang went back. For this reason, Kim Sip-jang keeps losing. It started raining early in the morning today, so people in Jangok did not go to work. After eating all day, I lied down, struggled, took a nap, and talked. On the other hand, they gambled whenever they ate. The sound of raindrops tapping on the raw iron roof hurts my ears. Yeah, even the person next to you can't hear the sound in detail. It may be a little cooler because of the rain, but the autumn mood is getting darker these days, making me feel even more gloomy and chilly. It's already evening. They ate three meals without earning all day. After dinner, gambling began again. This time, for some reason, it was done in the south. People who set up story boards were usually driven to the compartment attached to the kitchen. As the night goes by, the gambling table blends together more and more occasionally than the sickle, and one or two people gradually disappear where they talk. There are only four people left now. Two or three people sit down and the rest lie down and talk back. On the other hand, I lit a candle in the corner, but it is still dim. "Listening to you, everyone's farming went well this year. - At first, he scolded me for a bad harvest because it was a bit faded, but it seems to be a big wind," one person lying down brought up the countryside story. Others seem to be most interested in country stories. They seem to like the story of their hometown, which they miss because they are all rural people in the same country.

It rained from dawn today, so people in Jangok ate all day without going to work, lied down, took a nap, or talked.

It's a monthly tuition payment period that must come every month. In the classroom, which has already passed the full payment date for three days, there are empty seats everywhere, and the strange mouths and sniffles of the big fish that only have their eyes open without any expression. In the scorching hot weather, flies are flying after the sun, and the smell of sweat and farts poking my nostrils. The air in the classroom in June is like heavy and dizzy muddy water trapped in a puddle, and I think I will suffocate right away. In such a situation, Myung-woo was sweating and practically fighting. "Guys. Wake up and listen to the teacher's explanation." Still, the children stare blankly as if they were dumbfounded. "Why did you guys come to school?" He gets angry and smacks the desk three or four times in a row with his teacher. As if they woke up from their sleep, the children trembled and looked at each other's faces, and then turned expressionless again. His hand flew unknowingly to the front seat of the Jungdaegari! "Are you two people, you little cubs of Exgi?" Those who couldn't change." He went back to the church shaking his whole body, clenched his lips, and struggled to calm down the swelling for a while. At first, Jung Dae-gari, who was struck by a fist lightning strike, was puzzled, so he just twitched his lips, and when he saw the teacher's expression softening for some time, he suddenly burst into tears as if the water formed with "ang-" was bursting.

The teacher told me to listen to the explanation to wake up, but Myung-woo is sweating and shouting, and the children stare blankly.

Even the person sitting right next to Hyung-sik looks closely at himself lying across the street and shows sympathy on his face. "Why did I become such a poor and poor person?" What if I end the rest of my life after suffering from this shape?' I think in my heart, and my heart becomes lumpy and I shudder a little. "It's a miracle if you get better after this much illness... Aha! What if I die like this?" I sighed a little long. If you lead a sick and dying body to a friend like this, you'll only be careful to him one by one Although I was ashamed to go down there even though I knew it would be troublesome, I felt uncomfortable and anxious about leaving Seoul for a moment, but I was sad as if I had taken off a lot of weight, but I felt relieved, and I didn't know how to leave the train. Shaking when the car is running away as if it is in full swing seems to give a relaxed pleasure. Therefore, my head seems to be clearer as I close my eyes gently in the shape of a person who sleeps or asks. There were only a few comrades who were taken to the countryside due to an incident and saw them off when they left Gyeongseong Station.

When I thought to myself, "Why did I become such a poor and poor human being?" I felt emotional and shudder.

And the beauty of his body gave me a yellow feeling as if it smelled of soil last time, and today he threw a reddish golden light at me. And the golden color gradually became invisible as if the rich liquid spread to a flat place, turning into a red color of the same color, and later turning into the pink jeogori of a pretty maiden. And whenever he seemed to turn his head, the blood of my whole body seemed to burn, and the light of happiness like the sun poured down on my whole body. And the worship time of only an hour made my heart miserable for nothing. Anyway, the service ended. And then I and R came out, and she was waiting for me. And when my sister and I talk about anything, why did Ms. MP run away from me, turning her head in shame when she was chasing her sister?That Miss MP who doesn't--Sister, that Miss MP turns her head and runs on a rope or blazes with shame, or what would that be to me? But why did he do that to me? You probably didn't do that after seeing another man, did you? And what was his mind when he went back that way with that string? Was it more embarrassing or not? Or would you have regretted it? Either way, it was the first impression of an MP that gave me. And it was the first motive to set me up at the junction of joy and anguish.

When I was outside after the service and talking to my sister who was waiting for me, Ms. MP, who was chasing her, ran away to the other side because she was ashamed of me.

His eyes turned red. "Hurry up and get ready!" I looked at Bongjun. "What right would I have to manage you...… As you know, I don't forget your mother's bleeding will." The teacher was washing his eyes with his fist. The jade's ears throbbed. But he was consoled in this way. Your daughter is me! I will do what my mother failed to do in her life!' he said, relieved of his enemy. "Come on, Ise. Cheap all your luggage." "Sir, I can't make it." The teacher was overwhelmed. So he turned his eyes upside down and said, "What! One more word! So, is that what you say? How can you say that because you're scared of the sky? No matter how much I changed my mind, the dead are dead, but I'll recognize this guy who worked hard for you. "This guy!" He turned his back to the plate. Okie looked at the wide body with chills all over her body. They were certainly their best benefactors. It was worth his trouble to learn one, two, three, and four from him and grow up safely until now. However, he did not want to look back on one or two people and rot his youth without permission. He didn't want to be sacrificed his youth. Okie closed her eyes and said, "Teacher! I can't forget it. I'll never forget it. The more you do that, the more courage you gain and move forward. This is proof that you can't forget your teacher!" "I don't want to hear it! I don't have enough of your tricks to hear. The word that comes from the so-called "learned" is that "ponsen"? Get down!" he dragged Ok's hand.

Ok-i felt that she would carry out what her mother could not do in her lifetime, and it was worth his efforts to grow up safely, but she did not want to be sacrificed for her youth.

The accompanying of Minsu and Insil suddenly became more frequent these days. On that day, the two of them wandered around the street in their usual habits, digging up all the teahouses and even seeking alcohol. Min-su's self-desperation attitude was, of course, from his failure with Yeong-ok, but the sight of him wandering the streets so futilely seemed to be only a sample of a young man on a useless street. Coincidentally, even if the two entered, Minsu and Insil had nothing to worry about even if it was the place where Yoonju's Nam-gu sat, but their hearts were soft, and Yoonju also greeted the two naturally with a heartless attitude. "Is it a protest movement."I'll go around armed like this from the day." Rather, it was Yoon Joo who played this much joke. "It really looked like a protest after meeting, but forgive me. Rather than hiding and playing tricks, there is no trick in putting them out and arming them." If it was Minsu's recent development that led to this insinuation as a joke, it was a development. "What's with the dragon -- I didn't know Minsu would say such a tacky thing. I'm not the one who doesn't understand the morality of reverse Picha." "Moral -- vice, morality." As Insil shot back, he looked sideways at him and said, "I never thought I'd hear a moral protest from the room." Yoon-ju, who smiled single, "--I met you well anyway. At a time when we were just talking about Young-ok, Min-soo and Young-ok, so I'll listen to your story two more times and get help --"Yoon-joo looked at Nam-gu anew and looked at Min-soo next.

Insil and Minju opened up all the tea houses and entered as soon as Yoonju and Nam-gu were sitting.

Aekyung bowed her head as if avoiding the glance. His heart ached. The car is closed. The sound of a tram, the sound of people buzzing, and cars seem to have finally entered the city. Aekyung frowned as if she had made up her mind. "Mr. Hwalhae! Let's be brothers and sisters. Will you say yes?" He suddenly says this, and looks at the active sea as if pleading. Even though he was active, he faced Aekyung's face as if, "What is this sound?" "Be my brother, will you?" "...…." "Inje, I will also call Hwal-hae an older brother, so please call me a sister, too." It seemed like it was not something that I couldn't say even when I brought up the words that it was difficult to say. Aekyung's face flashed as if she were already a brother and sister, and her voice was as gloomy as before. "Now, call me inje first, oppa!" A ripple of laughter came to the dapper face after a long time, even though it was awkward. "Why don't you answer? Now, I'm calling you again, brother!" This time, I laughed quite loudly. That jade-like laugh! That cheerful laugh I used to hear! In the head of Hwalhae, the "aegyeong" of the past has clearly lived. "Hmm, brother!" Hwahae murmured with a heavy mouth open and sighing. I didn't know how glad Aekyung was to hear the words of Hwalhae, which had been firmly locked all the time. "Yes, it's my brother, it's my brother," he said, delighted as if he were clapping his hands. Call me sister, call me sister, call me sister," he begged like a child.

Hwal-hae faced Ae-kyung's face, who begged her to be a brother and sister, and Ae-kyung's voice as if she had already become a brother and sister disappeared.

Entering the shanty house on the neck of Gwanggyo Bridge, Younghoon drank a series of cannon drinks with skewer snacks. I felt a little generous as my energy, which seemed to fall out of my body's wick, gradually gained momentum. Eun-joo, who ran with Park In-hae, has not gradually scratched her nerves like before. Eun-ju must have had such a torn nerve, and there has been more and more room for a mind to weigh Eun-ju's unfortunate feelings in the past by taking a look at her body once. "This is why alcohol is good." Younghoon was trying to reduce the welcome to Eunju with the energy of alcohol. "Let's think hard about In-sook!" The only way to quickly forget Eun-ju was to save her unhappy feelings. However, it was only Younghoon's will, not emotion. "I really didn't know Eun-joo would turn over so quickly." Younghoon muttered as he left the shack and stumbled toward Eulji-ro. "Hang Han-joo, who can turn around so quickly, may be the most modern woman's type." Isn't Eun-joo also holding the illusion of Park In-hae, just as she was welcoming Yeon-sook?……I thought it was a combination that had been achieved with a different vision for both of them. However, at the next moment, Eun-joo did not seem to have falsehood mixed in Eun-joo's affection for Younghoon, saying that it would be just her delusion, so Eun-joo didn't even know that she was busy dealing with her unhappy feelings.

Younghoon, who was worried about Eun-joo running with Park In-hae, felt a little generous as she drank a series of cannon flicks.

"E - La Na-do will also go to Seoul Luna this year, putting aside Inum's farming." If I farmed, I wouldn't eat alone, or if I couldn't put it in my wife's mouth because I was sweating blood, so I couldn't put it in my wife's mouth, and if I were to buy a picture of it, I would live in Seoul… It was the father of the girl who came up to Seoul like this, "I eat two meals a day everywhere, wouldn't it be the same?" In all, the girls came up to the fourth place that year from 19 houses. But for the poor, Seoul was also the norm. It was enough after I came to Seoul with the money I sold by inserting a six-room thatched cottage and a piece of land owned by the girl. The work was also not easy. I lived for three months to eat and not eat, crying, barking, and fighting between the inside and the outside. On the way, he heard a rumor that he was recruiting people at the Samcheok coal mine and responded to the recruitment. The girl's father used six hundred rings of syntax without knowing that the body was hot because people had grown up. So it was finally picked. It was time for the girls to pack their bags to leave for Samcheok. A lady from the house where the girl's father went to work was passing by and comforted the girl. "Yes, Bok-soon. If I stay at my aunt's house, I don't get sick in the van. "My father made money and went to my aunt's house until he came up again." So the girl became an aunt's family. The uncle didn't know what he was doing, but the aunt's job was clear. He was the owner of an orphanage. It's the director. It was also a relay that did a lot of kye. I've done business, too. When the relief came out, it was handed over in a blanket. So the only time I stayed at home was at night. I was always at home to be a commissioned man. He sleeps all day and drinks himself. Then I went out around two or three. In other words, it is a large house where seven families live. The girl had to clean up the house as well as the meal at 3 o'clock a day. You never know when the lady will drive in the women she's been waiting for. If the house was messy, a scary curse was poured out that gave me goosebumps. It is common to pinch and twist a girl's arm like a person with a visa. Still, the girl had to put up with it with her teeth. If you scream or cry, you really lose weight.

Seoul was also common for poor people, and an old lady whose father had gone to work passed by and comforted the girl by telling her to stay at her house until her father made money.

"Korean melon!" cried the policeman, who expected something more unique than Korean melon, shaking his head. Seeing everything she could see, the beauty recovered the president of Juseomjuseom Island and stood up. Ambiguous modern girl, what's in his box. As if she was ashamed of being humiliated by shaking her socks and showing her underwear on the boulevard for nothing, the beauty crossed the wide yard of the station proudly toward the street. The police officers gathered their heads together and looked into the black notebook to discuss what it was. As experts, their senses are different from that of others. They had eyes so sharp that we couldn't think of them. They called the beauty again when a sharp look came on the back of the beauty who had crossed the large yard. It is the border that you have to do what you are told ten times and a hundred times. It's the law. But even if you open it ten times or a hundred times, it's the basket, and in the meantime, a mysterious miracle happened, what else would it have heard. Towels, cosmetics, opera bags, socks, drawers, and melon mangtae poured out on the street. No miracle happened. "Korean melon!" On the floor of many Korean melons, the police picked up a Korean melon from the mangtae as if they wanted it. A withered, shrunken melon. I don't like it. Hagi may have withered rather than fresh things on the street, but it is stored in the hands of a beautiful woman, so it will be coveted. They smelt the scent of withered melons, coveting them as if they were about to put them in their mouths.

As if she had been humiliated, the beauty crossed the station yard toward the street, and when a sharp gaze came from behind the beauty, they called the beauty who had crossed the yard again.

As well as Asao, Muraido, who is located in the right corner room, is one of the third-fingered guests in this house for two and a half years or three years, so it's been less than a month since I moved, but no one dared to criticize our actions or criticize us because of the combination of the three of us. Anyway, once they get into this house, they all seem to sit down, so I say only one typist in the doorway downstairs, and the last person to come is over a year. If Siinamachi Station on the Mujangya Railway is right in front of the door and it is a very small point, it will be a point, but if you go out of the suburbs, you can get it anywhere in Tokyo, which is not surprising or important. In other words, the house was shabby, the tatami was dirty, the wall was thin, and the room was always gloomy, and the owner's wife was only 18 years old, but the price of food was a little cheaper than the price of a hippopotamus.

It is said that people except for hot customers like me sit down for at least a year whenever they come to this old funeral hall.

So-chun did not reveal who he was. He said he was a person who came to ask Noma about a land. At the age of forty years, the hat was seated on the pedestal. A mother who was beaten carelessly and a son who came to look inside her... The mother, who had been looking at the man who had come to this land for a while, ordered the servants to go outside. After the servants went out, they said, "You... You... "The old woman said a couple of words that were hard to understand. After that, a clear word came out, "You're Sochun." He was a mother and son. He was a son who came with a cold heart, but when he heard this word and saw tears that suddenly began to flow from his old mother's eyes, his cold heart disappeared in an instant. "Who are you talking about?" "Hey, who are you, not Sochun?" Appearance - Eumseong - Hey Sochun." Ten days after giving birth, she took it off at the hands of the nanny and went to the auditor, but as a determined self, the person who sat face to face with her was recognized as Sochun. Sochun knew. The person, who was known as a cold-hearted mother and a cold-hearted mother, had been paying attention to his son for the new 40 years and secretly accumulating his safety. "Mother..." "Suchun..."." Hats called and called each other for the first time in 40 years -. Love in the blood was a scary thing. As a woman who betrayed her father - So Chun, who went one step further and left her in the hands of a nanny 10 days after giving birth to her, came in to annihilate her family, but a word from "So Chun" broke the cold-hearted So Chun's plan.

So-chun's cold heart disappeared in the tears of an old mother who secretly accumulated safety for her son.

"No, you want me to be a girl of the gate." "If you can't afford to go to a crazy person, not a gate, you should go. If you think that I'm the only one in the world, wouldn't you be a loyal person if you let me go there?" Do you think the movie will last long if my clothes live well and put others in the hole." When Sun-hee said something more mature than her age, the head of the village could not answer anything. Kim Jin-sa expressed her gratitude with tears after hearing Ha's resource - to send her daughter to her daughter-in-law. In other words, they got a way to live in a temple, and a cheerful light shone on their hearts submerged in rain as if they had obtained a lamp from the darkness. The family, which had been silent as if it were dead until yesterday, welcomed the daughter of the head of the Myeonjang as a daughter-in-law based on laughter today. Therefore, she adored and loved as if the day did not break unless she was a daughter-in-law in one, a daughter-. Of course, her husband, Kyung-hwan, was also very satisfied, and even at one point, she was annoyed when Soon-hee was not around. However, these days, three months after Soon-hee's arrival, Kyung-hwan was only waiting for the day of his death and lying in a weak and unbearable form. Yakseok had no effect, and Soon-hee's extreme sincerity had no effect. Soon-hee, who was unable to lift her nose in the room where Kyung-hwan was lying, ate in the room, slept together in the room, and devoted herself to nursing.

Soon-hee, who became Jin-sa Kim's daughter-in-law, stayed in her husband, Kyung-hwan's room and nursed him with all her heart.

The sun was about to set. Clouds that didn't exist where they came from flow through the shallow over there. Ha <1> On November 18, he said several times that he would not go, but he ignored it, and his father consulted with him (as he said rather than consulting), and the marriage was decided on that day, and Young-sik, who received Heo's letter, seemed to be already pressed for something. Do you think we'll get married that day? At first glance, he said this, but still, he took off the work hung on the desk and looked for the date of November 18. It was a Thursday. Today is already November 5th! It's less than two weeks away. What should I do? This was an idea that had already been burning my stomach, but now it is useless even if it is allowed only in my house. I'm running away now! That was the only way to take it. However, how do you intend to run away now……, Where can I go and how can I live...…, The more I think about it, the more I feel heavy and frustrated as if my heart would break, and if it was only after graduation...…, Only the sound was repeated with a sigh. The next Sunday he waited for Huh in the chapel earlier than any other time, but somehow he never came. What's going on... The thought made Young-sik's heart more troubled. Are you buried in the house with a rotten stomach, or do you not let your parents go until you get married? He's frustrated at home with the wedding preparations. Alas, I'm buried in it, so my heart is burning. I'll be looking forward to my letter, all I can think about. Thinking about this, he sits on his head with Heo's picture on his desk, and the shape of the two talking in the forest behind Geumhwasan Mountain on a goobun floats. I can see the attitude of picking a handful of grass next to me as if I were upset, and I think I can hear the sound of it, saying, "I want a very far away -- I want a place where there are no people to live." How much he sighs at my incompetence now, as he burns the insides of an ungenerous woman like that...…. A man who can't beat the one around him! This sound that he thought of himself tightened Young-sik's mind more painfully.

In consultation with him, my father set a wedding day and asked me at first glance if I knew it would be that day, but I took my life off and searched for the date.

"I don't know what a woman wants the most. I don't know if there's anything you've ever worn like a woman in the world, but it's not what I want to do. I don't know if there's anything you're wearing, but don't get tired of it. Get out of my way. Don't block me……" Seran fell down with her nose stuck on the floor because she pushed him away, but she couldn't tell what was going on in her confusion, and her eyes were only open in the consciousness of whether the world was running or whether it was an angel or a devil that pushed her. Jukseok, who was flocking together like a flock of meat, was afraid of the crazy things that completely lost his mind even in the midst of consciousness, and dragged Seran's arm with the amount of hiding in the bedroom. Like a single fish pushed out of the herd, the brown horse still mumbles, chasing Miran, who is still spinning from side to side of the chair. "If you envy Solomon, it is not his throne It's not his treasure I couldn't get one or two things that I wanted to be my Solomon. When I think of him, my heart leaps up and I think it's my hometown. I'm sad. I can't live away from the earth. I cry like a child at night, I look at the sky, I look at the stars, and I want to get my hometown……" Jukseok took Seran to lie down and closed the door after entering the bedroom. Only then did Miran realize that she was the only one left and was being chased, so she surrendered to Hyun-ma and tried to seek peace.

Even though his consciousness was confused, Jukseok dragged Seran's arm, and Hyun-ma still mumbles.

"No, mother, too," the daughter says, bowing. Gasil peeled chestnuts, gave the elderly liquor first, and ate himself. The hands of the chestnut-skinned Gasil shook. The truth was that he was at a loss. If the owner forced him not to go, he would have already escaped. But it was hard to resist when these poor three families trusted themselves and ran with love. Gasil is as strong as he is. However, as strong as affection, loyalty is strong. Because he is strong in affection, he cannot resist his master, and because he is strong in loyalty, he cannot break his promise to Seol's daughter once. Seeing that Gasil had only taken off the chestnuts and had no answer, the old man said, "Gasil, fulfill our two old men's wishes. Don't let the old man cook his chest again," the old man caresses the back of Gasil with his hands. The old woman and her daughter are only looking at her with anxious eyes. Gasil raised his head as if he had obtained a firm resolution and looked at the old man, saying, "I know two adults as parents. Gasil's voice trembles with deep emotion, saying, "Are you a parent because you love me like your parents?" Gasil said in a tearful tone, "But when I left my hometown six years ago...…." He cut off, and then he said, "I haven't told you yet because it's like I'm proud of myself." He said he was on the battlefield instead of an old man named Seol and promised to marry his daughter when he returned from the battlefield a year later. When he interrupted, "The man who swore a hundred years is waiting for me day and night, so it is right." Thick tears fall from Gasil's eyes. When the elderly Yangju heard what Gasil said, he praised Gasil's heart for being nicer and more beautiful, and when he saw Gasil's tears, the elderly Yangju cried together. The daughter also cried with her forehead on her mother's back. The old man touched Gasil's back one more time, and said, "You are a man from heaven. He's a big man. Maybe you leave the place where you're going to die on behalf of others. According to the old saying, "I've never seen a big person like you in my 70s," and then he said, "I just missed my hometown because you don't have a smile and you always look sad, and I'll know after hearing you." The old woman also washed her tears and chokes her throat, saying, "Oh, my. I was wondering why you were getting thin, so I did. Draw it." The daughter slowly gets up and goes out, and I can hear her crying in the room across from me.

Gasil was strong and loyal, so it was hard to shake it off when these poor three families believed in him and ran with love, so they didn't know what to do.

"You little punk!" The boy was so excited that he cursed with water, took out another sheet of 100 won, and pointed out the numbers in the ten holes that accounted for half of the 20 holes, as if he was going to hit it once this time, and put all the 100 won on a single plate. Then carefully scoop up the water cicada. Here, not only the boy himself, who was the mastermind, but also the children who stood around were all tight. Whenever the water cicada that fell on the water through the circle pointed out and separated it and parted near the number, I was surprised to see the hearts that would be blemished. However, Mulmae-mi only went around the number several times as if she were entering this time, and later, she hit her beard into a dull hole and her fluffy look rises. It was the last time the boy was in shape. There's no more money. He stands up in tears. "The beast of the old man, strangely enough, doesn't go into the hole I put off today." The old man said it as consolation because the boy who lost so much money looked pitiful, but the boy was rather angry at this. After the king, the back of the hand goes up to the eyes. The old man's mind was not good either. It is not only today that I treated a child who lost money in gambling and went back in tears. One or two things happened every day, and every time, the old man hated his job. It was certainly not fragrant to send it ringing by casting a water trap to take out the money from the nose of the young students, who were as young as their grandchildren, with a lot of white water in their heads. What kind of job is it? Why do I have to eat like this because I can't have it? His children are going to school just like them. It was shameful for me to twist them and eat them, even if I couldn't guide them on the right path and teach them.

The boy and the children, who paid 100 won for a single birth, tightened their hearts together.

"Will you? Go to your eldest daughter like this, regardless of whether you are a rice seller or a drinker!" Gwang-pil once said in an impulsive tone. Kim Sa-sa responded as if she was protecting and boasting about her eldest daughter. "Even so, they tell me to quit and come, but there is Okjeong...…." This jade tablet was a question for Kwang-pil. It was doubtful whether such Okjeong came out of Kim Sosa. For many years, I haven't heard him speak loudly, and I haven't seen him enter another guest room once. And I had seen a beggar give money or food without knowing his mother when he came. Gwang-pil thought it was a wonderful thing. Gwangpil did not have the courage to bring up Okjeong's words first when Kim Sosa spoke, but when Okjeong's words came out at the end of his words, he always talked long about the problem. "Go with your little daughter as your eldest daughter!" Gwang-pil said even though he knew that Ok-jeong was against it. Then, Kim Sosa said, "Even if Okjeong dies, she won't go to her sister's house." So I'm going to live like this!" I said proudly of my little daughter. And he said, "An old man like us doesn't know, Oma is always said to be an honor in school. I don't know, it's a real honor or something…There was also a time when I smiled round and round. Gwangpil crawled back into the cave-like room with Okjeong's sympathetic gaze on his back. The whole family said about themselves, "Ugly! Those who couldn't even pay for their meals - those who were kicked out" are mocked, but only those who were imprisoned say, "I don't despise you." Now such stimulation makes you grow bigger and bigger in everything,' he seemed to whisper to his ear. To Kwang-pil, Ok-jeong's every expression yesterday and today was perpendicular to him because he was sorry. Gwangpil, who has sympathy for everything about Okjeong, said that Okjeong was a poor girl.

Gwang-pil wondered that Kim Sosa came out of Ok-jeong, who gave money or food to a beggar without his mother's knowledge, even though he had been in the guest room for many years.

The house was quite deep in shape, and the sound of human speech could not be heard in the slightest, and the occasional clapping of several people could only be heard in a very distant way. When I came into this terrible mausoleum and heard the clapping of their hands, I began to feel scared again, as if I had crawled into hell without knowing it, whether it was the deep, ding the house. However, I believed that Ki-ho would take care of the outside work well, and Sang-ho listened to the inside hand clapping and stammered step by step. I held my breath because I felt sick even if I coughed a little, and I slowly put my feet away, and at that time, I heard a human sound. "Inje is wrong!" He stood tall like Jewoong with his crotch open. I couldn't even lift my head, but I heard a knock on the door to see what kind of guy was coming from behind me. Sang-ho finally came to his senses and was relieved, but his heart began to beat again when he met his face to see what kind of guy he was coming in. Sang-ho didn't break the knock, but Sang-ho walked lightly to open the door and put out his face, and as he looked like a Chinese, he put out his left fist in front of Sang-ho and put his right finger on it, so Sang-ho lowered his face and opened the door wide.

When Sang-ho trusted and listened to the symbol and set his feet apart, there was a human sound at first glance.

"You're a promising young man, Bong-joon. You'll know the nature, so try anyway." "Is that true?" "Hey, I don't know how to decorate a play like you." "Yeah, good friend, Bong-joon." I smiled thinking of kicking the door earlier. When I saw a female student passing by, I laughed, "Good style!" 5. Ok-yi, who took a two-year test at a girls' school with a crush, was nervous about two questions: failing or failing. The master's student came out. "Who came with you yesterday?" I sat next to Ok. In my mouth, "It's my husband." "Yes." "If I fail at that school, I can go to another school and take the test, right?" I asked anxiously. "You'll stick to it. Don't worry." "How would you want something like me to stick?" I looked at the door. "Why don't you take the first grade test, I think it's a little...…" I was even more sorry to hear this. I had a regret that I would rather have taken the one-year test like this student said. "I don't know." If I failed, above all, it was embarrassing to see my husband."What should I do?" If I failed, I would go down to my hometown without hesitation and learn one more year!" I finally calmed down like this. But my heart was in tears. "Are you studying in Japan?" "Yes." "What school is it?" He thought for a long time. "What about Waseda?" Jade's face turned red. I thought how smart he was would not even know the name of his husband's school.

Ok-i, who took the two-year test, was nervous about failing or failing, but the owner's student came and said, "Don't worry because I'll get stuck," and Ok-i looked at the door and said, "How can I hope to get stuck?"

The fiance ran away a few days ago. He left his teaching position and moved to Tokyo after a person who studied vocal music. There was a big rumor on the street and it became a story in every corner. In other words, he paid the price of his appearance, which was brilliant like a duke. As soon as I heard the news, I felt that the foreboding I felt on the island was right, and for a long time my heart was fluttering. It is very sad for the sea, but it cannot be done in the face of serious facts. It is presumed that he was meeting a man who really enjoyed his engagement with Unhae on the surface, and wasn't it already implied in his expression and speech on the island. Unhae did not know that and was only thinking about the way to get married. "My love is over." Woon-hae's voice, which was sung in a loud voice, was not necessarily solemn. It should be a feeling of stabbing the five intestines and scratching the bones, but in the case of Unhae, it was not necessarily like that, and even showed a generous and heartless attitude. "But my heart is at ease." His heart seemed at ease indeed, as the love was over. After all, isn't dating all he has in his life. Can it be arranged as simply and leisurely as in other cases of his whole life-I looked at his shape anew. As soon as we left the house together to have a dinner together outside, Woon-hae turned around again and attracted me to the house. They want to borrow French or German books.

His fiance fled to Tokyo with a person who was studying vocal music and became a topic of conversation all over the street, but his mind seemed comfortable.

The actual cost fell constantly. His face was wet, his hair was wet, and his chest was soaked through his thin shirt. I shudder in the sudden cold -- where the hell am I going. Suddenly, I realize that my feet have entered a dark alley, and I am surprised that the blood vessels of my whole body freeze. Even in broad daylight, the dark alley -- four houses to the left of five houses on the right side, the alley lined with dilapidated empty houses -- had been grabbed by the neck by a policeman in the third house on the right side and taken to the street mercilessly. Towards that goal--the empty house--I've moved my foot before I knew it. -- What are you going to do if you come here again. -- There's somewhere else to go. -- Nishi-Araidou...… Are you two people? -- It's inevitable that I looked around in the shape of a cat kitten, flew through the lush grass, and jumped into the "cat." The room that closed 'probably' was as dark as night. In the faint brightness that leaks through the door, muddy footsteps, newspaper naburangs, and collapsed floorboards seem to be moving thinly. In the cold windy room, unknown smells of smell and mold poked my nose, and in the darkness in every corner, countless demons came to boil. The empty house seen in broad daylight was many times more somber, empty, and shudder than in the darkness. But I don't hesitate to stand barefoot on the floor. Six "Dadami" piled up like a bed in the middle of the room -- I stay overnight on top of the trash can and continue for three nights from now until I was drawn out by a police officer a week agoI slept in a bed. I wandered helplessly into the street late at night to Yashiro Park, waited for past midnight every day and visited this house. Of course, I was reluctant to look into people's eyes, and another reason was to chase my heart to despair, so that I had no choice but to go there again because it was so late at night, so that I could make up my mind. More than a trash canThe 'me' bed was much more comfortable. There was fear, sadness, self-help, and I slept the first night like a dead man. And the next night and the third night -- at dawn, I always opened my eyes before dawn. When I wake up, my limbs are squishy and my head is heavy -- but I wander the streets of Tokyo without thinking, it was definitely a white-headed life. No, it was animal life. An animal does not even realize that it is a non-human object at any time. I didn't have an accident above all else.

I am surprised to realize that I entered the dark alley when I was caught on the neck by a policeman in the cold weather because my head and face were wet by the constant rain.

I wanted to lie next to him and hug him like crazy, but I quit because it was pathetic to wake him up. Instead, he felt the cheek with his hand, touched the chin, and bit the breast of the baby, as if suspecting that the beautiful flesh, which was not of this world, was false. Byeongil's mind and body seemed to be relieved due to the smooth and cozy touch of the palm. The hand of the broken man was about to touch the arm of the sleeping man. It was full of old silk, not flesh. Thinking a little strange, I lifted my head and found that it was wrapped in a four-inch-long old silk cloth. At first, it was awkward to tie a hole or wound, but the one wrapped in silk was strange, so I tried to pull it, but there was no way to find a shop. He rose with curiosity and turned on the light. The room, which had been faintly dozing so far, was lit up with a cheerful light that seemed to be alive. In other words, it was not bare, but thin, which was carefully hidden and removed. I touched it, looked at it, and pressed it, but it didn't seem to be a wound or a loss, and there was a lot of doubt about the illness. As if trying to open a big secret bag, I tried to open it with all my heart, but it didn't rip well, so I put my fingers in the closed eoreum and grabbed them with all my strength. The thread easily burst, but Kyung-hwa woke up at that time. Kyung-hwa stole the place with one hand and jumped to her feet in surprise. The eyes of the sleeping person become round, saying, "What are you doing not sleeping?"

I tried to pull it because it was strange that it was wrapped with a four-inch-long silk cloth, but there was no way to find a shop.

"Why did you buy it again?" The execution starts talking again, pretending to hear his wife's cheapness, with a face full of flowers. "You must have gotten 100 won by begging for love. So I came out to Jongno today to change the cloth and buy shoes...…." He pulls a cheap beam with a glow of pride and joy spreading across his face, and unfolds it in front of us, saying, "This is it!" I don't know in detail, but it seems to be a good silk with a lot of value. The patternless, patterned, gray, jade, green, and pink glowed in various ways, making me very ecstatic. I thought I should compliment something, so I said, "That's a very good thing," and a lonely thought occurred again. What's the wife's heart to see that? The question arises suddenly. "I only bought good ones."I draw it." My wife doesn't seem to be envious of these compliments because she is trying to greet them. I had an unexpected feeling about the enemy. The execution began to find fault with her husband. She suddenly stops talking and stands up after hearing her husband's unpleasantness at the end of every word, saying that she is annoying. "Why do you want to go already. He came for the first time in a long time, but even if there are no side dishes, he can grab dinner." When my wife dissuaded me, I said, "No, I'll be there soon. I'm leaving for the car tonight, so I'll go and pack up. Is the car still a long way off? No, but you still have to leave the station early, so if you miss the train, you'll have to wait. I've already written to you that I'm going to the car tonight……." He goes out without looking back on his third and third refuges. We sent him into the room.

The execution brags in front of us and unfolds a walk in Jongno.

"Well, you make a choice. Who's the best?" "I'm a brother?" "How can you choose an old man?" "Hahaha." "Hey, you know that you're a Go Chang-beom, right?" Not only do I know, but Yeon-sil was also a Seoulite from W University who had met Myeong-ae secretly once or twice. "Go Chang-beom is the most suitable person in Setsha's heart." He was a bland man. More than a good man was a humble man. 'Where is Mr. Ko now?' 'He's a liberal arts professor at Y College.' 'Are you rich?' 'I have something to eat.' It's a little less...…." "What do you like about him? I, won, don't mind." 'That's why I like it. Do you think you and I can live under a cool husband? You can't say that." "I won't get married even if I return home." If a man stays for nearly a month and he's already trying to make him do it, it'll be a good thing if he gets married." "That's true." But I heard that when you get old, you think of your child." "Can't you have a baby who doesn't get married?" "Yeki, hwanyangnyeon." At that time, Yeonsil was three months pregnant. It was not clear whose seed it was even considered. So I was sometimes thinking about taking responsibility for this. These maidens, who have never stepped on life in a true sense, did not know the worries of life. It was to take the most important thing of life lightly and solve it among laughter and ridicule. Yeon-sil, who went to play that day, returned to her boarding house at night. Yeon-sil, who became picky about food due to morning sickness, enjoyed two bowls of sarusoba rather than the familiar food of my boarding house.

Yeon-sil tried to solve the most important thing of her life with ridicule and laughter, thinking about who to blame for not being clear about whose seed she was.