No matter how many times I see it, I always want to see it again
that beautiful moonlit sky!
How mesmerizing are the sky, the moon, and the stars!
Every time I look at them, I'm instantly taken back to my childhood,
to those carefree days filled with imagination,
stirring up memories that tug at my heart...
Oh, how magical those childhood days were!
Lying on mats in the courtyard with friends,
staring up at the sky, counting the stars
that simple joy is something I just can't find anymore,
not even in the comfort of the grand homes we live in now.
Every single day, I wish for the same thing
to sit with my friends again, lighting mosquito coils,
chatting for hours under the moonlight.
Back then, there were no worries, no differences, no stress.
The only concern was, until our parents stood at the door, yelling, "That's enough! Get inside now!"
we didn't even care about going home.
We just lay there, gazing at the endless sky,
wrapped in the magic of the night.
Thinking about those days, one thought always lingers
why did we grow up so fast?
Why can't we be kids again?
Why couldn't those days last just a little longer?