A path Dream beauty pro go for a decade, through the years time, also see changes over the years. The original trees. Meadows and ponds, today's high-rise. Poles and road. I saw the group of flying south Yan Looking past the home on the wire, that vibrant woods; I heard, once freely roam filled with plastic fish in this pool and garbage struggling sorrow tsunami. Running past the beasts in the forest, now also put on iron clothes in quiet and noisy highway that ran, tireless, flew over and over again.

Cement behemoth, Dream beauty pro cluttered sitting together sunlight mask. Through it, and then go through the piece of road a decade, it was difficult to suppress the stale air before the line. Seem dim difficult to keep under my trees stood thousands of graves, they have long been forgotten, even though their representatives night smelled wildfire indomitable will also like the sun that shines like the glare of lights. I think it is also very lonely it! Former elders had turned to dust buried at the foot, surrounded only do not know where to move to the willow and iron beast.

Sunset ah, Dream beauty pro everything ended Yu Guangzhong extraordinarily plaintive. As night fell, but even in the absence of clouds sunny evening that it is difficult to find a flicker of starlight, staring up, can not see that ten years ago in Star rivers playful bright moon, only a fuzzy appearance was hard to tell light group alone move in the empty sky.