Childhood remains to live in us forever, although it no longer exists in reality. It, like a perpetual motion machine, gives us the strength to live on, gives us faith in miracles, faith in ourselves. The longer we live, the more we embellish the memories of our childhood days. We add what we didn’t get then and are always happy to return to the fabulous places given by childhood. It’s a pity that not everything can be brought to life, especially if these places no longer exist on planet Earth.