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Wise Men

2011级10班 宋贝贝

The mist clouded the mountain-top. The only thing that was visible was the trek, winding across the mountain in front of him, forbiddingly.

He hesitated for a while, then sighed reluctantly and stepped onto the trek. As hopeless as he was, did he even have a choice? Company bankruptcy , love rupture, and cancer hit, who else could be more unfortunate than him at such a young age?

It was said that in the peak of this mountain lived a wise man. He knew everything of everything. “If that m an could help me, it‟s the best; if not, then I‟ll jump off from the peak—not worth it anymore,” he rumbled to himself, with mixed feelings.

After an arduous journey, he reached the mountain-top. There was only a wooden cabin in a tiny flat land. He knocked at the door, only to find that it was open. There was only one person in the cabin, which seemed to be the Wise Man. He was seated with legs crossed, meditating. The young man, nervously , tried to crack a sound, but he swallowed it, not wanting to bother the Wise Man.

He waited and waited. After what seemed a century, suddenly , the Wise Man finally broke the upsetting silence, “What can I do for you, young man ?” he spit a sentence from his throat, sounding hoarse with century-old wisdom.

At that moment, the young man felt that it was a god-sent blessing, so he replied with a trembling and excited voice, “I‟m sorry to, to, to bother you, Wise Man, but I, I am really desperate now. I need your help.”

“So another poor soul from the earthy world, uh? ” the Wise Man curled up his lips, with his eyes still half-closed, “Tell me what has happened to you, my boy .”

The young man was triggered by this question: his bitterness, anger, regret and grievance all flooded in his mind. “Y ou know what? Because my business went bankrupt, my girlfriend left me! How cruel she is!”

“Yes, I agree with you. She is such a vicious woman. A gold-digger, probably . But don‟t feel sorry for yourself. Y ou deserve better!” The Wise Man shook his head and his voice was as cold as ice. It appeared that he also hated that woman.

“But I am still in love with her, ” the young man cupped his face and pronounced, “I cannot forget her.”

“Then try your best to redeem the love between you two. Don‟t do anything that goes against your own mind,” the man nodded and his voice was as warm as the May Day .

The young man became stiff at once. “I don ‟t want to hold her up. She is better off without me. After all, I am nothing but a loser.” His heart was bleeding.

“Oh, so let her go! Forget her now! ” This time t he Wise Man adopted a commanding tone. However, his eyes still kept half-closed regardless of the tones he spoke in.

The young man was confused and asked, “Please tell me what I can do to solve the problem.” The young man raised his head and stared at the Wise M an, “You are the sage. You are supposed to give me some solutions.”

As if he was hit by something, the Wise Man opened his eyes widely and his face looked like having been forced to eat a fly . His speech, which was placid just now, turned into a weird incoherence. “Er…actually…I have told you what to do, right?”

“What do you mean by „have told me what to do‟? You‟ve given me three pieces of advice but they are contradictory!” the young man grew a little bit annoyed. He walked closer to the Wise Man.

“Well…Maybe…Maybe it‟s all destined. Y ou know, when it‟s about destiny, it‟s always hard to explain…” The Wise Man became even much weaker, and his eyes kept searching through the cabin in panic.

The young man was upset by this proverbial response. In despair, he waved his hands to wipe off his sweat but in the process, his hands touched the Wise Man‟s robe. The robe dropped to the ground, and a man in a sport jacket revealed himself. The young man was furious, “who are you? ” he roar ed to the „Wise Man ‟, “yo u fraud!” The last two words did not catch the „Wise Man ‟ because he had already fled, the moment he was exposed.

Realizing that he had been cheated and his problems were still unresolved, the young man collapsed into the seat where the „Wise Man‟ had just sat. What to do next? Shall I jump off the mountain? Before he could think it over, he heard a knock on the door.

A mid-aged man emerged and asked cautiously, “Excuse me, but are you the Wise Man? I need your help.”

Sitting in the Wise Man‟s spot, the young man pondered for a while and finally he muttered, “Y es, I am,” with his legs crossed and eyes half-closed.