My version is below:
My lost angel
You come up to me slowly,like a lost angel with a pairs of fluttering white wings
That's you ,my sweet mid-autumn festival.There you are.My angel
Forget the first time i had eaten a moon cake.
But, the taste last...
You come up to me slowly,like a lost angel with a myth originated thousands of years ago
That's you ,my most wise mid-autumn festival.There you are.My angel
Forget the first time i had eaten a moon cake.
But the tale last.....