Whenever I think back to my boyhood,
I will always feel sad for the loneliness I felt at that time,
But I have to remember it all the time,
Because denying the past is equivalent to denying the present,
I had to bury those unhappiness deeply.
Until one day,
When the sunshine above your head is no longer there,
We will finally come out of the shadow of the past,
Face the unknown sky and clouds.
Boyhood is an endless song,
After a century of long waiting,
Those notes have become enduring as time goes by,
I would never trade it for the future,
Because there is my future there...