Mei Ling watched the for the Lantern Festival from her small . The air with excitement. This year, the village would finally its own festival after years of being too small. Her grandmother had always dreamed of seeing their unique culture celebrated widely. Mei Ling felt a familiar ; she wanted to achieve her grandmother's dream.
美玲在小阳台上看着灯笼节的准备工作。 空气中弥漫着兴奋。 今年，这个村庄在多年来规模太小之后，终于要举办自己的节日了。 她的奶奶一直梦想着看到他们独特的文化被广泛庆祝。 美玲感到一种熟悉的痛楚；她想实现奶奶的梦想。
A few villagers, led by the Mr. Han, began to argue against the new, plans. They worried about the expense and the crowd. “It’s too foreign,” Mr. Han , pointing to a dragon costume, which was colored. “We should keep things private, as always.” Mei Ling knew the government had offered some , and a generous donation from a made the project . She watched a young couple lovingly hang lanterns, a to Mr. Han’s .
几位村民，在严厉的韩先生带领下，开始反对这些新的、更大胆的计划。 他们担心费用和人群。 “这太异域了，”韩先生宣布，指着一件提议的、色彩鲜艳的龙形服装。 “我们应该像往常一样，保持私密。” 美玲知道政府提供了一些资金，一位富有的捐助者的慷慨捐赠使这个项目变得可行。 她看着一对年轻情侣深情地挂着灯笼，与韩先生的抱怨形成了鲜明对比。
Mei Ling decided she couldn't just stand by. She took a deep breath and walked to the village . She needed to discuss with Mr. Han, not argue against him, but to show him the joy this festival would develop. As she began to speak, her voice clear and , a new lantern, the first of many, began to appear, its soft the evening , bringing a quiet hope that the distance between them.
美玲决定她不能袖手旁观。 她深吸一口气，走向村广场。 她需要和韩先生讨论，而不是反对他，而是向他展示这个节日将会带来的欢乐。 当她开始讲话时，她的声音清晰而坚定，一盏新的灯笼，也是许多灯笼中的第一盏，开始出现，它柔和的光芒驱散了夜晚的阴影，带来了一种宁静的希望，弥合了他们之间的距离。
