Childhood ... was. Six years. We've been together for six years. After class, we went to and from school, playing and laughing, ignoring cynicism, and everything was the best memory.

╭?Nothing can stop the pain of parting and the music will end. Maybe that's it. We'll never meet again.

╭?The wheel of destiny is turning and will not stop. Our days together are fading away.

Those ╭?Those people who say they will never distinguish others have been scattered all over the world.

Don't think I will cry, not because I don't love you, but because I love you too much, so I want to leave you the most glamorous side.

_ _ _ _ _ Six years have passed and are gone forever. Gathering is not the beginning, and dispersing is not the end; Get together and leave. Goodbye, time.