Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival — a time when the moon glows brightest, and hearts reach farthest.

In ancient tradition, it is the night of reunion, when loved ones gather beneath the same sky, even if divided by mountains or war.
The moon becomes a silent messenger — carrying our longing, our love, our unspoken prayers.
This song is my offering to the night sky, a letter to someone who has not yet returned.
If you are out there, beneath this moon — know that I wait for you, just as the peach blossoms wait for spring.

A Glimpse of History

The Mid-Autumn Festival has been celebrated in China for over a thousand years.
Rooted in moon worship and harvest rituals, it honors stories like Chang’e ascending to the moon, the Jade Rabbit, and Wu Gang forever chopping the laurel tree — tales of love, sacrifice, and eternal waiting.
On this night, families share mooncakes and gaze upward, knowing that wherever we are, the moon we see is the same.

風起竹影，孤燈搖曳
心隨煙霧，遠望你戰場歸

你的笑容，記憶如昨
但我夢中，總是見你含淚
戰火未息，長夜難眠
我心隨著每一封信聲碎

你的笑容，記憶如昨
但我夢中，總是見你含淚
戰火未息，長夜難眠
我心隨著每一封信聲碎

但願你能平安歸來
我們再續那短暫的未來
這無盡的夜與風霜
只願陪你走過千山萬水

可惜戰鼓仍聲聲催
歲月奪去了我們的夢
只有那故里的桃花
還在等你再一次開放

庭院深深，燕子飛過
我獨自看著那梨花落地
曾經話別，如今等待
是否還能再見你笑容如昔

但願你能平安歸來
我們再續那短暫的未來
這無盡的夜與風霜
只願陪你走過千山萬水

[Verse 1]
The wind stirs shadows 'neath the swaying green,
A lonely flame in twilight’s screen.
My thoughts drift soft like rising smoke,
To where your name the cannon spoke.

[Verse 2]
Your smile still paints the morning dew,
Yet in my dreams, you cry anew.
The war drums throb where silence died,
Each letter breaks what hope can’t hide.

[Repeat Verse]
Your smile still paints the morning dew,
Yet in my dreams, you cry anew.
The war drums throb where silence died,
Each letter breaks what hope can’t hide.

[Chorus]
If fate would bring you safe and near,
We’d weave again what once was clear.
Through frost-laced nights and winds grown wild,
I’d walk with you through every mile.

[Verse 3]
Still echo drums across the moor,
And time has locked our dreams in war.
Yet peach trees bloom in fields once known,
Still wait to greet you, all alone.

[Verse 4]
In courtyard hush, the swallows glide,
While pear flowers fall like tears we hide.
We parted once in spring's embrace—
Will I still see your smiling face?

[Final Chorus]
If fate would bring you safe and near,
We’d weave again what once was clear.
Through frost-laced nights and winds grown wild,
I’d walk with you through every mile.
Through every storm, through sea and flame,
Till homeward wind brings back your name.