————The Old, the Young and the Sea————

我想回到小時候，跟爸爸牽著手，沿著海邊走走。我想去撿石頭和貝殼，踩得自己滿身的水花，然後朝海里走去，直到海水沒過我的大腿，又撒歡似的往回跑。

I dreamed of the old days, when my papa held my hand and we walked along the coast. I want to pick up those rocks and shells again, splashing around, and walk into the sea, until the water comes up to my thighs, and then running and laughing back to the beach.