Written by Ai Qing.
The Mid-Autumn Moon
Always so melancholy
Like a puddle of autumn water
< p>Contains my helpless sentimentLend me your slender hands
Cut a ray of dim moonlight
Let me collect the loneliness tonight
The sweet-scented osmanthus in August begins to smell
And I
can no longer find the direction I came from
A spring dream as bright and clear as yours
All fleeting?
And you are desperate to throw yourself into
the unreachable source of life
Even if Yue'er is willing to accept your betrayal
Loneliness has been with you for thousands of years
Why the towering mountains
can't shoulder the heavy chains for you
Did you leave lightly
A beautiful pianissimo
Eternally played thousands of times