Well, curiosity can kill a cat. A year ago, Sanhu and I went climbing the mountain and found a strange piece of wood. It was very hard. It looked like a graceful young girl standing in the wind and remembering the past. Beside me was a young man sitting on a stone, gently stroking the girl’s hair. They look so loving and so happy. When I got home and made sure the bedroom was locked, I took out the wood and studied it carefully.