Yesterday afternoon, the clear sky. Come straight home after school, I, on the edge of a road, I saw a group of pretty much thing is slowly moving, curious I went over to look, boom! Are a group of flies dispersed in a hubbub, odor, I quickly cover your nose, hurriedly escape, only to hear the sound of a squeaking, a big, fat rat quickly into odour plumes of garbage, suddenly, two or three big black cat rushed out, to the mouse. I turned pale with fear, quickly get out, I was happy mood was thrown to the outside of the nine days into the sky, I hate people who litter, only now is, they put a good road. I went on weakly, those people if one