As a kid, the best memory of Mooncake Mid-Autumn Festival is not the mooncake, not the steamboat, not the lantern, but the candle.
Lighting up the colorful candles with matches, seeing the little candles throw their beams and brighten up the dark night is always magical to me. I'm glad that tonight i get to witness my neighbors' kids playing with candles and running around the street again.
For me, the simple and yet overwhelming joy of lighting up the candles could never be replaced.
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