On a piece of land, there is a house where kids can play around its yard; a house from which one can see green mountains and blue sky, and hear the whisper of a running stream. In the year when I came back from abroad, I visited Luoshan village for some reason. At the moment I saw it for the first time, a voice came from my mind. “It’s gotta be here,” it said to me. The name ”Mr. Tanaka” occurred to me as I was driving a rental caravan on a high-way in New Zealand ("Tanaka" mans being in a paddy field in Japanese). Outside the windscreen there was snow shimmering on the top of the distant mountains. Warm afternoon sunshine had spread all over the valleys and lakes that we travelled through and passed by. With the soothing scenery ahead, all at once the name popped into my head. I turned to my wife on the passenger side, telling her, “Let's name our B&B ‘Mr. Tanaka.’ After all, we live in the middle of farm lands.” In fact, there are no paddy fields in New Zealand while dairy farms and orchards are everywhere. I had no idea why the name came across my mind all of a sudden but it just did when I had the placid view in my sight. After having checked it online, it turned out that “M