I didn't remember much of my past. I thought it wasn't that much important. When they asked me to tell them my story, I uttered some words with the very low volume.And they couldn't hear so asked me to speak loud. I said: Time flies like a pesty fly. Five years ago, I was in the vast land of foreign country,I remember the Sun was burning all of my body.I still can sense the summer breeze was cozy. They, my friends, were all there with me. I was fulfilled,and my life was happy. "Aren't you happy at all now?" someone asked me. I shock my head. In fact I lost my voice;My words got stuck in the mud.They could never come out again. I've lost a lot of things.They are all gone.