We Reunited That Winter

The bustle and noise of the city drown out our senses, while the fast pace of life pushes us onward. Who still remembers the carefree joy of building snowmen and playing hide-and-seek in the fields of the countryside as children? Who still remembers those simple, rough toys we once treasured above all else? Who still remembers the innocent promise sealed with a pinky swear: never to change? The village was peaceful and serene back then; the night sky sparkled with stars; we were so innocent. This winter, we meet again. Under the night sky, in the snow, we watch the fireworks and look back on the past.