“Yay Yay”
The bright moon becomes a sky lantern,
The branches sang the Lantern Festival tonight.
The middle of the railing confirms the moths coming,
The eaves are like emerald green white clouds.
“Yay Yay”
“Yay Yay”
The bright moon becomes a sky lantern,
The branches sang the Lantern Festival tonight.
The middle of the railing confirms the moths coming,
The eaves are like emerald green white clouds.