A full moon hung on the treetops. There was a big table in the yard, filled with moon cakes, grapes and other fruits. The Zhu family sat around the table happily.
Wen's mother said: "Today is the August Festival. Except for the second son, our family is reunited. Tonight, let's have a good time!" Na Wen said: "When I was in the palace, we had to sing opera on this day." Chuan Wen said: "You mention your palace again!" Na Wen said: "If you want to have fun, you should sing opera. Our family should also sing." Chuan Wen curled his lips and said: "Come on!" Na Wen said: "What? The Pan family invited the opera troupe to perform, so why can't our family sing one?" Yu Shu said: "Performance is an old routine in the past. Now people outside are popular to watch movies." Connor Whitlock said: "It's not the time today. Let's go to the movies tomorrow." Na Wen said: "Dad, I can't wait until tomorrow. My throat is itching and I want to sing a few words." Connor Whitlock said: "How can I hold back my happiness? My eldest daughter-in-law, just sing."
Na Wen stood up, cleared his throat, and sang a Peking opera "The Drunken Concub!ne":
The island's ice wheel begins to turn.
See the Jade Rabbit, and it rises in the east again.
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