At that time, there was a beautiful Hongqiao between Alishan and the moon, so it was not difficult to walk to the moon from the ground. On the full moon night of August 15, there were many girls wearing colorful Dago pattern clothes on Alishan, carrying rattan baskets full of millet, climbing Hongqiao one by one and landing on the moon. The girls picked sweet-scented osmanthus and mixed it with millet. You pestle, I pestle, pound, as white as silver, reflecting the bright moon.
One day, a girl from the tribe went to Hongqiao to visit the Moon Palace. She picked a sweet-scented osmanthus and a new cereal to grind for Ina (mother) who had been ill for a long time. She climbed onto Hongqiao with a heavy rattan basket on her back. Unexpectedly, just as she entered the moon, Hongqiao broke down with a click. The girl was in tears and could never go back to her hometown. She pounded rice under the osmanthus tree every day, and the white rice was thin and even. Day after day, year after year, millet was pounded into white rice, and white rice was pounded into fine powder.
On the 15th of August every year, when the moon is full, the girl misses her hometown and her loved ones, so she sprinkles white fine powder on the earth, and white rice flour falls one after another, turning into moonlight like water, which makes the landscape and the earth particularly bright. Looking at the villages and huts in the moonlight, the girl silently wished Amar (dad) a long life, Yina health, peace at home and a bumper harvest every year. At this time, the old people in the tribe will also point to the moon and say to their descendants, "children, do you know why the moon is particularly bright on August 15?" That's my sister on the moon who misses her hometown and sprinkles white rice noodles on the earth! "