I vaguely remember when I was a child,
That vague memory,
Laughter in the morning glow,
Chasing and frolicking in the dusk,
The sun and the moon I've always wanted to take off,
Always want to treasure the stars in the sky,
How strange the children's ideas are.
As time goes on, people will grow up,
Old friends are running around for a living,
Walking in the vast sea of people.