There is a sea in my heart called the Moon Sea, and there is a bridge on the sea called the Rainbow Bridge.
When I was a child, I wanted to build a small fairy tale world, with flowers, grasses and trees, curved streams flowing through the sea, and mountains and rivers overlapping over the clouds.
I just want to be a boatman on the Rainbow Bridge who tells stories and listens to stories.
Every day's happiness comes from every passenger who crosses the Moon Sea, I tell them stories, and they share their experiences with me.
Therefore, in this way, the story has more material, and the area of the Moon Sea is wider.
Inside the Moon Sea, there are some star fish swimming around, they are fish with various colors, representing different dreams, the stars are shining, the gems are brilliant, and they dot this land.
Above this moon sea, there is also a sun tree that thrives for many years.
He warmed the world, but he couldn't warm me.
I often sit on the rainbow boat, rowing my starry sky oars, watching this remaining pure homeland, watching the moon sea every day, the tide rising and falling, watching the stars and fish every day, swimming around, looking at the sun tree every day, getting up early and returning late.
I am the one who tells the story, and I am the one who listens to the story.
Whoever tells the story is more exciting, I will not hesitate to praise him.
Well, there are really fewer wonderful stories.
In the future, I don't know if it will be more?
On the other side of the Rainbow Bridge, I should be more than a boatman, otherwise, how can the Moon Sea get farther and farther away from me...
Uncle Wind said to me:
"The other shore where the ship crosses is the starting point of the story."
I thought that I might be at this starting point, waiting for someone who would listen to my gossipy story.
It sounds good, it sounds bad.
I accept it all, because I'm just a boatman rowing the starry sky and sitting on a rainbow boat, guarding this pure land.
I have no right to ask about other people's opinions.
It didn't matter to me, it was too tiring, it was too cumbersome, it was too annoying.
I just like this solitary silence, listening to the sea of the moon blowing towards the end of this story.
