【The Wind Blows】 Chapter 2:

My eyes gaze outward,
Everything is so immense and mysterious.

Something always blocks my line of sight,
But later, I actually can't recall those clear images at all.
At least, back then,
There was a huge difference from my current perception.

Is growing up meant to see clearly?

It seems there's never a moment when I truly see clearly.
Every present moment, I just want to dive into it.

Looking back,
What I remember in the end,
Is only my curiosity,
Whether it was satisfied.