Many years later, moncler vest when I once again embarked on a familiar piece of land, home, suddenly had a little heavy I followed those who have traversed the position, but you will not find those familiar plot twist in the dream. Walk through terraced rice paddies path that countless times, wildflowers are no longer sweet, wide concrete road surface, around the Sun changes the clear stream side of the village there was no shadow of frolicking fish that year, rolling up his trousers in the River, fishing fish of laughter, whereabouts is not known.