In the bowels of a mountain of frontier zone,a little boy lived in a crude house,which could only accommodate five people of his household.There was not any railroad,freeway,higway or even a pub(an inn)around the mountain.His ancestors and he were the exclusive inhabitants on the mountain for several centuries.
As he was 6 years old,he could see a wonderful house across the valley on a higher altitude of the other mountain,which had a golden window.He fancied that the emperor ,prince and princess in fable must have been living in that kind of house .Sometimes ,in order to assure himself that it was an authentic house,the innocent boy often stared at it,with exceeding thirst for living in it.
6 years later,the little boy believed that he had acquired plentiful knowledge and skills to dominate his life.Accordingly,he made a farewell to his parents,and flung himself on the road with a manual kit,which was made of the fabric that was weaved by his mother.There was a coil of nylon cord,a saw and other implements in it.
In spite of the hindrince of the muddy and slippery slope,for the impulse of his keen desire, he probed the road with a stick ,and proceeded towards the house consistently.
As the mounted the summit,he focused on the trail that led to the house and then on it .It aeemed to appear an abnormal phenomenon-the house vanished weirdly and was replaced by an ugly house ,which was compareable with his little house,and its windows were plain and rather dirty.
After opening the door,he found that the house was discared mill in a state of disorser.In the center of the house ,the tools which could grind wheat into flour were covered with thik dust and the trace of mice,a rude donkey saddle and some stained sacks lying nearby it.In one corner,a primitive rack was full of cracks ,a spider was spinning web on it,and some fragments of mat were underneath it.In another corner there was a stackof straw in mess ,a rusted spade and a leaky barrel.
The little boy was extremely disappointed.When he was ready to leave ,he detected a sight which amazed him – there was his little house across the valley on the lower mountain and its window was shinning with golden color – as the midday dayligt (sunshine)was shinning on the glass of its window…
This story gives us a hint(cue) that we shouldn’t be blind to the welfare in our real life.What we need is to adjust and convert our ritual notions(concepts),to find and enjoy the happiness that belongs to us.
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