Have you ever had moments like these?

      A song you used to hum all the time, but suddenly you can't remember the tune. A movie you once loved, but you've forgotten the plot. A favorite piece of clothing, found buried at the bottom of your closet. A game you used to play often, but the rules have become a blur. Someone you quietly liked, but their face has slowly faded from memory...

      "Maybe I've had moments like that," you might say. But do you know why?

      Because we've inevitably grown up in the torrent of time. So we no longer sing "Planting the Sun," we no longer watch "Big Windmill," we no longer play Drop the Handkerchief, we no longer hold hands on the way to and from school...

      But when you see a child sitting in a stroller with clear, bright eyes, you can't help but think, I used to ride in one of those too. When you're walking down the street and a familiar melody drifts out from a music store, you can't help but hum along softly. When you get home and find that kids today are still reading a book you read as a child—like Little Lu's Question—you can't help but think to yourself, with a hint of self-deprecation, Little Lu sure is popular!

      So, in those moments, when you find yourself saying "When I was little," "Back in elementary school," "I used to," or even "In my day..."—do you ever wish you hadn't grown up?

      In this world, there really is someone who never grows up: little Peter Pan. He's forever stuck at the age of four or five, with a mouthful of baby teeth. He can fly, and he lives on Neverland. He's a bit proud, a bit boastful, and has a bit of a temper, but he's truly kind at heart. Whenever a child goes to heaven, he'll accompany them part of the way, because he's afraid they'll be scared alone...

      Don't say you don't know him, because when you were little—very, very little—you might have seen him, in your dreams, in your storybooks. That's how it was for Wendy. When she was small, she often dreamed of Peter Pan. Then one night, Peter actually came. He taught Wendy to fly and took her and her two brothers to the island. They weren't afraid of the unfamiliar surroundings; instead, they felt as if they'd seen it all before. They experienced so many adventures on the island. In the end, Peter used his cleverness and wit to lead everyone in defeating the great pirate Captain Hook.

      Wendy had to go home. She knew her mother would keep the window open—the very window they had flown out of. When they got home, Peter stubbornly insisted on staying in Neverland, but he didn't want to part with Wendy just like that. So he got Wendy's mother's permission to come back every year to take Wendy with him for spring cleaning. Wendy went with him a few times, but eventually, Peter kept forgetting to come for her. Later, Wendy grew up and had her own daughter, Jane. Jane always wanted to know more about Peter Pan. Then one night, he really did come—he came to take Wendy back for the cleaning. But Wendy had grown up by then; she could no longer fly, and her appearance startled Peter, because he looked exactly the same as when they first met. In the end, Peter flew away with Jane...

      And later still, Jane grew up and had her own children, but Peter never grew up. He still came around, leading new children to fly off to Neverland with him.

      Does it all come back to you now? Do you feel like you've been through some of what Wendy went through?

      Do you envy Peter Pan, that child who never grows up?

      Do you wish you could fly with him and have an unforgettable adventure?

      We all grow up eventually, no matter how much we resist. We're no longer carefree, carefree children; we can only keep our childhood memories safe in our hearts. But I believe that there's a Peter Pan living in each of us. He may be a little proud, but he's still so kind, so lovely, so innocent and mischievous, and he still lets us feel the presence of love.

      Peter Pan, the boy who never grows up, always brings us the most touching moments and the deepest insights.