In the tranquil glow of the moon’s embrace,
Shadows dance on ancient walls,
Whispering secrets of time and space,
Where history softly calls.

Lanterns sway in the gentle night breeze,
Casting dreams upon the sky,
Beneath the branches of old cherry trees,
Stars like lanterns fly.

Rivers reflect the silver light,
Flowing through tales untold,
As the moon weaves stories of delight,
In silver and gold.

In the moon’s serene, eternal reign,
Echoes of legends softly bloom,
Where the spirit of ancient China remains,
In the moonlit room.