by WTMNIS Nov 6, 2011
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Long ago, in ancient China, there lived a monk. The monk lived in a wonderful monastery which has a lovely garden. One day, he decided to have breakfast in the garden. He made himself a warm bowl of noodles. It smelt delicious. He took his bowl and sat in a cozy spot under a kmeria tree. As he was eating his breakfast, he heard a strange sound coming from one of the buildings. Bemused, he left his food and went to see where the sound was coming from, for nobody was in the monastery in the morning. |