Returning to the Moonlight of My Youth

Those bygone days drift in the depths of memory. The broken images cannot reconnect with the figures walking back and forth. In the dead of night, youth slowly slips away from everyone. Those few years were brief, and back then, none of us knew what youth was. This time, we must preserve not only the light and shadows of those days, but also set sail in search of the people we were at the beginning.