On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the modern poet Ai Qing looked at the bright moon and described the invisible thoughts in a tangible way.

My mind is round.

Ai Qing

My mind is round.

The Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival in August

It is also the brightest and roundest.

No matter how high the mountain is, how wide the sea is.

The whole world can see it.

On such a night.

What do you think?

My mind is round.

Watermelon and apple are round.

People who are reunited are happy.

It is painful to be divided into flesh and blood.

People who miss their loved ones

Look at the bright moon in the sky

Who can swallow moon cakes?