In a blink of an eye, it's Mid-Autumn Festival

Quietly awaits

Messages flying from all directions

The years collect them little by little

Fill up with thoughts

Carefully wrap up and put them in a package

Standing at the intersection near dawn, there`re only memories

But aware nothing will stay forever

Some regrets, some remains silent

But no one talks about it

as some feelings are private

No one understands

then

one day

at a particular night

Behind the dim moonlight

Many are singing

May the happiest hour last longer