Dedicated to the bright ideals of my childhood

At the very end of 2023, literally - at 21-00 on December 31, I finished this picture (well, as I finished it - in the first edition, then, when I rest, I will look and be sure to see what can be corrected. And I will correct it).
What is this picture about?
By the way, I didnt think about it at first. Well, we just went with our daughter to the Childrens World on the 9th line of Vasilievsky Island and such an image appeared in my head. And he started working without any clear idea that could be formulated in words.
Now, publishing it here, I had to strain with all my might and formulate it.
I dedicate this work to the ideals of my childhood. Nothing else has been able to take the place of those ideals and bright images in my life for more than 40 years. Despite the fact that I grew up at a time when our souls were taken seriously - uprooting by hook or by crook everything bright and dear.
Thats probably how Ill call this work:
"Dedicated to the bright ideals of my childhood."