Write about our past years.
We are recalling, recalling the haste of time.
I still remember listening to the jingle of spring together.
Chasing the My Sweetie wind together.
Running on the court together,
Share our respective wealth in the sun.
however
We will grow up eventually,
Childhood always ends.
The distant sun is burning,
The flowers on the ground are in full bloom.
We should move towards the hope of the future.
Maybe,
We will get lost.
Maybe,
We will hesitate.
But,
The horn of growth has sounded,
The ideal in my heart is stirring!
Our hearts soar freely in the growing sky!
Goodbye, my childhood.
I left you in the blooming season.
When I think of you,
I believe,
My childhood,
Think of it with a tearful smile.