The poems on Mid-Autumn Night are as follows:
The fragrance of golden osmanthus flows on Mid-Autumn Night.
The full moon and soft wind are a good time.
Cinnamon makes you and I feel homesick.
The moonlight lights up our homesickness.
Look at the blue sky and the stars and the moon.
Looking at the autumn chrysanthemums blooming, the fragrance fills your heart.
The heart of a wanderer, looking forward to reunion during the festive season, is only familiar with the longing.
On the fifteenth night, in the month of my hometown, everyone looks away, only sending their thoughts far away.
Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away Chang'e's laughter.
Dance to clear the shadow, long sleeves rise, lingering.
The horizontal flute plays country tunes, and the songs are crisp and clear.
The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery.
Drink and invite the moon to relieve homesickness.
A wandering heart, a praying heart, a pious heart.
At this moment, the warmth is together.
The beautiful silhouette under the red light is affectionate and full of human touch.
Exotic customs, graceful and colorful, expressing truth, goodness and beauty.
Let us hold hands and sit like a round moon.
Transmit those thoughts and merge them into perfect memories.
Let us stand side by side and form a round moon.
Convey that blessing and merge it into eternal happiness.
In this life and tonight, tonight and this month.
In this life and tonight, tonight and this month.
If you don’t grow well, I hope you will live long and live thousands of miles like Chanjuan!