The first time I joined JASDF activity, I saw you. It was your retired show, the final airshow.
You flew in the air, sunshine shined on your back, glorious lustre flowed on your wings. You did some maneuvers I don't believe transport plane can do. You leaded lots aircraft flew over the cloudy sky with mixed diamond formation.
The most beautiful sliver airplane I have never see. Liked a true bird built by steel, such elegant, such unique, such adorable.
Japanese told me: Seeing your flight will bring lucky because you are old, not fly a lot. Each time I found you in activity, I felt good. You have a funny face likes you don't want to work, it's the most cute face.
I have believed that you will be a veteran in somewhere museum forever. But I am wrong, I wouldn't see you again.
Thank you for comfort me, my favorite airplane in Japan.