Chapter 6 Prose: Moon River - unknown

There must have been a very long and continuous love rain, otherwise you would not be so pure; There must have been deep and deep satisfaction for a while, otherwise you would not be so peaceful; There must have been a very cold memory, otherwise you would not be so melancholy; There must be a song, but it’s just dumb, there must be a smile, but it’s just scattered, otherwise, why did you jump into this icy river all at once? And this river has since been called the Moon River, and since then there has always been a wet moon floating on it.And I am independent of the river, and I am with the withered aquatic plants.

With a posture of looking up or down, weaving eyes and moonlight into the night. I gaze at the bright moon, and the bright moon gazes at me.I stand above the water moon, I stand under the moon in the sky.Gathering beams of moonlight that only belong to me, only Want to spin a new legend.Without a net, facing the moon in the sky and the moon in the water, I don't even think about hunting or saving.I just want to Silently gaze at or be comprehended until the season of flowering. Fifteen's affection fulfills you at sixteen, and your silvery yearning is scattered all over the ground.After becoming a dream, it is incomplete, but as long as there is you, it will be formed

Full view of Moon River. The sky that has been empty for many years, the water that has been empty for many years, you have gained a poetic name because of you.And after I have drunk the moonlight, I will Waiting for you far away.Your far-reaching eyes are filled with white heat and ice-cold.