Zhōng qiū jiājié, wǒmen suīrán bùnéng tuánjù, dàn qiānlǐgòngchánjuān.
On Mid-Autumn we cannot gather, but a thousand miles apart we share the same bright moon.
Tā zài hǎiwài dúshū, fùmǔ zàijiā, qiānlǐgòngchánjuān.
She studies abroad while her parents remain at home — they share the moon across a thousand miles.
