"The maple leaves falling slowly like missing, I lit a candle to warm the autumn at the end of the year.。In the season of dancing maple leaves, we ushered in the first Mid-Autumn Festival in the sky。On the night of the full moon, watching the moonlight embrace the world at the same time, but also singing the poetry of the end of the world if neighboring。This attack of moonlight miles, carrying our thoughts, to the distance to send boundless thoughts。Heaven is the place where dreams begin, a journey full of wonderful adventures。The mountain is high and the road is far.