Under the moonlit skies of old, where lanterns softly gleam,
We share our tales of joy and woe, in a bond that’s like a dream.
Through valleys deep and mountains high, our paths have intertwined,
In the tapestry of friendship, our hearts forever bind.

With tea in hand, we sit and laugh, recalling days gone by,
The cherry blossoms’ fleeting bloom, a tear within the eye.
From ancient scrolls to modern times, our stories weave and blend,
In every whispered secret, a trust that will not bend.

In festivals of lantern light, our spirits brightly soar,
The dragon dances in the night, a friendship to adore.
From red envelopes to golden threads, traditions we uphold,
Each gesture speaks of loyalty, a bond that’s pure and bold.

So let us raise a cup to toast, this friendship deeply sown,
In fields of rice and lotus bloom, our love for each has grown.
For in the heart of China’s land, our souls are intertwined,
In the timeless dance of friendship, forever we’ll remind.