Tie Dan walked out of the dormitory, and what unfolded before his eyes really was a scene like some horticultural expo: great masses of roses blooming on the bridge, vines crawling all over the cabins, heavy layered petals, luxuriant riotous blossoms densely adorning every corner. It was truly dazzling, beauty beyond words.
The crew coming and going were all stunningly handsome men and beautiful women, each wearing clean and tidy fleet uniforms, smiling kindly and amiably, casting Tie Dan looks that symbolized goodwill and communication. The whole set looked like one of those old-school sci‑fi movies where the lasers go "biu biu."
