The real US

I have never felt so strongly that I want to express my feelings and fragments of life to my heart. This feeling crept from the left side of my body to the tip of my nose, if you are not careful, it will come out with the water in your eyes. This full state made me begin to dislike my imperfect right hand and left brain. Today, your arrival has intensified this fullness. We met like strangers and walked across a distance like friends. My vest was soaked with sweat and dried by body temperature, the trembling of cold silk changes the warmth of spring. I am really hated the embarrassment after a long farewell. Under a tree of White seven Li incense, we held our hands, just like holding the hands of our friends when playing games when we were young. Did the embarrassment disappear? I don’t know. I just said deliberately that this the balm of flowers is hard to smell and disgusting, but yesterday I seemed to have said such a sentence to others, and it seemed that this was the smell of rejection in my memory. You didn’t look at me, just said, I think this flower is very fragrant. I didn’t say anything, thinking that people are different after all. I am not qualified to force our perception of taste to be the same. The taste I abandoned, someone received it and found a little belonging, it was not too cold (but he passed by so briefly). The light from the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of the shallow wrinkles on his side face, with the gaunt smell of illness a few days ago, A few small bumps on the thin right cheek that were about to fall down shook my head uncomfortably to hide when I saw my eyes. I take my eyes back, because I don’t want you to find that I have looked at you like I am now, and I am not used to the response between your eyebrows. We hold hands, familiar people come from the opposite side, I throw your hand to cater to others’ curiosity about you, I am also curious, curious about how these familiar people suddenly came towards me, and I also made a little embarrassed look. I threw away your hand for these! And that familiar person disappeared in the back of me and you, dark, no turning back, no looking around, I only know that when I meet again next time, there must be another familiar person asking me about you curiously, just to know what kind of goods I can afford to use. I stopped imagining and began to speculate that the previous embarrassment returned to your finger. I held your hand tightly and told you that the six petals lined with blue dots on the white background turned out to be flower-de-Luce, as long as you look carefully at its leaves, they are really like feathers on the tail of birds and like a fan stretching open. You are not as surprised as I knew this secret before, but the tone of speaking with me has changed, suggesting that you have known this secret that does not constitute a secret for a long time. I lowered my head and looked at the elf dancing under the shadow of the tree. If it wasn’t for Iris tectorum words, I thought I wouldn’t use the word elf, they are an ordinary white flower land that I pass by every day, and I have not pulled out a evil idea planted in my own flowerpot. I am a little lost, is it because you didn’t show that I was broken into the mysterious fantasy of flower-de-Luce before? Or is this white flower land showing its hypocrisy? But we, we, when will we become the real US

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