Something began to fade and rust

Thanks giving break began, how you guys have spent time during this break so far?

I and two of my friends who have studied abroad in U.S are in South part of Minnesota right now for homestay. My friend's house is very nice, comfortable, and great family here.

This noon, I went to Akita, which is a Japanese restaurant near his house. It just take 10 min and he brought us by his Honda.

The dishes we ate there were pretty good and their taste were really similar to Japanese ones. We ordered many kinds of rolls, tempra, several cups of miso soup, and green tea icecream.

The most delicious dish I had in this restaurant was vegetable Udon. Thick white noodle, exact Japanese flavored soup, everything recalls me Japan.

Secretly, I decided to visit there again, and we now backed to his house.

1 year and 3 months, have passed unconsciously since I recoganized the existance of him. However, an unexpected fact from his conversation yesterday has kept me.....somewhere from him. Yellow Tulips, dry love, is here. I stopped walking because I found them around me. Yellow tulip is fading.

I expected the time "it" happened and I thought I could deal with it like picking off them. But, the yellow tulips are fading so fast, and it seems that "I" desire to delete every flowers before they are going to blossom out completely.

Sadly, I am not such a person who has great courage to cut out them...

How people judge themself and others?

Trees were tore off their dress and lost the color of the sun. The white missionary will come here soon to knit warm sweater for them.

Approximate three months have passed from the enegetic summer to nostalgic winter.

The sky is gone like they they found how to turn the light.

Numerous fairy tale's characters show up to tell us their tragedies.

I think I stepped forward a little bit than before.

However, the problematic conflicts are confronting to me.

Whenever communicating with people who have differences and similarities, we have to see ourselves through the opponents' behaviors, inner emotions, and so on.

Sometimes, the languages become either a sword which unconsciously hurts each other or a gift which brings us warm feeling with a smile.

How people judge whether it is "right" or "wrong" thing for them?

Everthing not belonged to yourself should be eliminated with a sword?

Even if you are intensive and avoidable to be injured from the million of "linguistic" sharp arrows with a big "emotional" fury, it would be too tough to cry out.

How you judge yourself and others?