As I look up to the dark sky,
The full moon is bright,
All the children gather together,
Playing candles.
One by one,
the candles are lighted,
Around the house,
Which full of brightness.
Adults gather and sit side by side,
Talking about the past and future,
Remind them about their childhood memories,
As they look at their children playing.
Granny took moon cakes out,
All of them gather now,
The taste of sweetness in the mouth,
Always will be remember in our heart.
by Angel.
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