season of mists and mellow fruifulness
close bosom-friend of the maturing sun
the mid-autumn is my favourite festival of a year, alongside midsummer's eve (though we only get that celebrated in shakespeare's.) not christmas, not new year, not even valentine's day or my own birthday. i would say it's the most romantic day ever, when the moon is the roundest, the brightest, and everywhere you see lanterns and candles and lights in an easy manner.
autumn is simply golden. like sunset.
oh and daddy loves mooncakes.
百歲光陰一夢蝶。每逢佳節倍思親。欲說還休，欲說還休，卻道天涼好個秋。
and all the daughters of the year shall dance.
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