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Mid-Autumn Night

Moonlit magic of the autumn festival.

By Artt VelenPublished 5 months ago 1 min read

The lanterns glow, a fiery stream,

Like scattered stars, they softly gleam.

The moon ascends, round and bright,

A silver pearl in the velvet night.

Children laugh, their voices sweet,

With lanterns swaying through the street.

A dragon dances, bold and free,

A symbol of joy and unity.

The mooncakes sit in golden rows,

With stories ancient each bite shows.

A taste of love, a family’s cheer,

A bond that grows with every year.

The skies are filled with songs of old,

Of harvest moons and tales retold.

The rabbit leaps, the trees now sway,

Beneath the moon’s enchanting ray.

O Mid-Autumn, so warm, so kind,

You bring us peace, you bind our minds.

A time of joy, of love’s embrace,

A season of light, of timeless grace.

Beneath the moon, we come as one,

To celebrate the work we’ve done.

In every heart, your spirit stays,

O festival of moonlit days.

Holiday

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