The Volatiles - Cowherd and Weaving Girl

I post this just for the sake of personal memory of the old time.

I remember every evening, mom would gather 3 of her girls, then she would start all the stories, folktales.  She was a great story teller, time was precious and memories remain.

Now, due to time constraint, yet I don't want to miss this moment, I choose to post one tale, with favor of wiki and other video sources.  I do simple copy and paste with all contents and credit back to the owners.  And the technology today enable us to keep the time of the past with us.

Particular to this story was about a young cowherd, Niulang (symbolizing Altair)  that was not supposed to be together with the weaving maiden, Goddess' seventh daughter, Zhinu (symbolizing Vega) who had broken the law of the Goddess.  They were separated and be able to meet only once a year with the help of crows and magpies who form a bridge across the Milky Way (between Altair and Vega) for the couple.  This event happens once a year, on the 7th day of 7th month in Chinese Calendar, known as QiXi or QiQiao Festival in China.

Same event is celebrated by Japan as well, they call it Tanabata (七夕 - Evening of the Seventh). Also in Korea, called Chilseok (칠석)

*** That is why crow and magpie don't have feathers on their heads because the couple stepping on them 😃

So here are the links to the storytales on all versions:
The Chinese Folk Tale: The Cowherd and The Weaver Girl
Tanabata: Evening of the Seventh
Chilseok: JikNyeo and GyeonWu

Videos:
The Story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl
Cowherd and Weaver Girl Reunification Story
The Weaver Girl and the Cowherd (Saga Clouds)

For today's pick, I get the Victoria Falls, a waterfall in southern Africa on the Zambezi River at the border between Zambia and Zimbabwe.  The wonder of waterfall linked up two countries has been described by CNN as one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the world. 

At the end of the rainbow
You'll find a pot of gold
At the end of a story
You'll find it's all been told

But our love has a treasure
Our heart's can't always spend
And it has a story without any end

At the end of a river
The water stops it's flow
At the end of a highway
There's no place you can go

But just tell me you love me
And you are only mine
And our love will go on
'Til the e-end of time

song: At The End of the Rainbow - Earl Grant

The volatiles, 
for some is still a blessing to cherish upon. 
You can't tell what the future will hold. 
You can't tell you'll get to meet again.  
When you miss a cycle, you'll just have to wait for another.
If there is no more another, the last is your blissful end.
[a note of 30th October 2017]