memory

You still remember a summer.
The coastline is always confused noise.
There is a memory that a pride juvenile had a self-confident declaration.
If you portend your both hands, you can embrace the all of world.
We believed that all of our ideals should be achieved.
We can get everything easy.
In the twinkling of an eye, after some years, some frivolous sentences which we spoke have been forgotten.
We should inevitably become even more succinct. We did not compromise, It is the past we can not come back.
Fortunately, at that time can also persist in the belief.
We tried to change the world.
The juvenile was That is the past we can not come back When you stand on the coastline of the summer.
In our memoryParanoia that the juvenile.