Zhōngqiū wǎnshàng tā dúzì jǔ tóu wàng míng yuè, bùjīn xiǎngqǐ le jiārén.
On Mid-Autumn night he lifted his head to the bright moon, thinking of family despite himself.
Jǔ tóu wàng míng yuè, dī tóu sī gùxiāng — zhè liǎng jù jīhū měi ge Zhōngguó háizi dōu huì bèi.
'Looking up at the bright moon, lowering my head I long for home' — nearly every Chinese child knows these lines.
