today may be just an ordinary day. but for us it's the 23rd :)
and as always the 23rd is the most meaningful yet depressing day.
i know i shouldn't be negative especially times like this but i just am.
well, i have no title to this post.
there's this Chinese legend that i want to share.
The legend begin with a good-looking poor orphan boy who owns an old ox. He needed to work on the farm with his ox everyday. His daily life was just like Cinderella's.
The ox was actually a creature or fairy or something :-S from the Heaven. He made mistakes and was punished as an ox on Earth. (i know it's not logic, but bear with me please)
One day, the ox suddenly said to the boy, "You are a nice person. If you want to get married, go to the pond and your wish will come true." So the horny boy went to the pond and saw all 7 pretty daughters of the Emperor gliding down from Heaven (creepy) all hot and sexy with their silky fair naked body, having a pool party.
Fascinated by the youngest and also the most beautiful one, he took away her fairy clothes away secretly. The other six fairies flew away after the party (bitches). The youngest couldn't fly back without her fairy clothes. Then the boy appeared all horny and told her that he would not return her clothes unless she promised to be his wife.
After a little hesitation and with a mixture of shyness and eagerness, she agreed to marry this handsome young man. So they got married and had two children.
Horny young adults, falling in love.
One day, the old ox was dying, he told the boy to shred his old skin and that he should keep it for emergency purpose. (ewwww i know right.)
The 7th daughter of Emperor is very good at weaving. The Emperor loved her because she would weave the most beautiful clouds and rainbows, so that the world will be a happier place.
However, after her love affair with the boy, she never returned.
The Emperor soon found that the sky's not that beautiful as before. He wanted to bring her back. While the 7th princess was flying to the Heaven with her grandmother, the boy wore the ox skin, put his children in two bamboo baskets with his wife's old fairy clothes and chased after his wife.
The grandmother then made a milky way in the sky which kept them separated. The 7th princess was moved to the star Vega (The swooping - Eagle) in the Lyra (Harp) constellation. And the boy with his two children stayed in the star Altair (Flying one) in the Aquila (Eagle) constellation. The star of Vega is also known as the Weaving Maid (princess) Star and the star of Altair is as the Cowherd (boy) Star in Chinese.
Magpies were moved by their true love and many of them gathered and formed a bridge for the couple to meet in the evening of the 7th day of the 7th lunar month, which is the day the Emperor allowed them to meet once a year.
They said that it's hard to find magpies on Chinese Valentine's Day in China, because all of them are flying away to form a bridge for the princess and the boy.
by the time you read it i may have came up with the lamest post title as usual.
I've always been in love with writing and journalism. it's always my passion, i've been writing for years now!
I mean come on! i need real life human readers! not some other websites trying to spam my chat box!
I need real comments about my writings. I really want to know who reads my blog and what people think of it.
guess i am celebrating this fucking day as usual.
happy birthday to me.
