How to write the imitation of the second grade text Happy Holidays?

Today is the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, which is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a traditional festival in China. The moonlight melted, and the bright silver light gently and softly sprinkled on the leaves. The wind is blowing gently and the night is quiet. ...

At one end of the quiet street, three crooked figures came vaguely, in a daze, and gradually became clear. It was a warm family. The tall man on the left is my father, the little man on the right in Jiao Jiao is my mother, and the lovely girl in the middle is me. Three people's hands tightly hold together, my hand is warm, not because of the weather, but because of … I hold my father's generous hand tightly and feel very strong and brave, because he gave me strength; I hold my mother's little hand covered with cocoons and feel extremely warm. I held their hands hard. The moonlight shines on us, and the shadows of trees slowly cover us. This is a kind of happiness that cannot be expressed in words.

I gently broke away from their hands and took out a small chocolate from my bag, which still had traces of my body temperature. I carefully divided the chocolate into three pieces and handed it to them gently. Mom and dad smiled unconsciously at the corners of their mouths, and our hands were tightly held together again. Nothing could separate them. We slowly put chocolate into our mouth, and the chocolate slowly melts in our mouth. Slowly, the sweetness melts in our mouths and hearts. ...

The three people continued to walk slowly, and no one made any noise. The footsteps were so rhythmic. "Click … click …" The bright moon was still hanging in the sky. Looking at them, they were still walking, slowly walking on this seemingly endless street, walking towards the door of happiness …