I was in fallin in love when she was the river. Dancing with the sun, in her every small ripples - I shaw her joy. I shaw her joy, by how she reflects the ray with her liquid crystal face and figure. Singing with the birds, her every splash was a chorus. I dreamed her in that way. I dreamed, when she mirror the violets of the flowers. Painted with colours, she was the live canvus of this universe.