I'm thinking of making simmered okoze for dinner tonight.

My child is still in elementary school.

His stories are always boring, it's hard to listen to.

The bonshō was rung in the Buddhist temple, and its sound echoed far and wide.

Bonjiri-yaki, which is the fatty meat from near the tail of a chicken, is very delicious.

Every year, I return to my hometown during the Obon festival.

Every year, we visit the grave as a family during the Bon Festival period.

His acting was rated as mediocre.

He is leading a mediocre life like a 'bon'.