When I was young, I searched for flowers in the alleys,
Suddenly, I beg for the moonlight among the trees.
The flowers and the moon are flying and the dreams are gone,
It seemed like I was speechless...
After experiencing all this, I realized that youth is so short. I want to find them again, but it seems that doing nothing is the most correct choice... Recording our youth, recording the stories we have been together, walked together, and experienced together...