The Moon Hangs High in the Sky Dancing with You

On the night of the Torch Festival, Ayi's torch lit Lamu's shadow. The two danced into a ball of flame, spinning and intertwining, their shadows growing together in the firelight. When the drumming died down, he let go of her hand. After dawn, the torches burned to ashes, and the yueqin was hung on the empty bamboo tower, with dew on the strings.