Beneath the moonlit sky so bright,
Red lanterns float, a peaceful sight.
In alleys old, where whispers stay,
Ancient tales in shadows play.

Dragons dance with fiery might,
Celebrations through the night.
Silk and spice, a fragrant breeze,
Echoes of ancestral pleas.

Temples glow with candles’ light,
Prayers ascend to heaven’s height.
Harmony in every breath,
Life and death, a sacred wreath.

Rivers flow with stories deep,
In their currents, secrets keep.
From mountains high to oceans wide,
Chinese life, with grace and pride.