Moon over Funiu Mountain

At my friends' urging, I registered on Tomato and began telling the long-past stories of a resident Taoist priest. I spent a long time thinking about a title for the work, then the four words "Moon over Funiu Mountain" suddenly came to me.

Some say Funiu Mountain is a sacred site of the Complete Perfection School, so perhaps this name is inappropriate. But here is what I had in mind: amid desolate mountains and wild country, a thatched hut, an old Taoist with a bull-like nose bent over his desk, a cup of wine, a cup of tea, and the bright moon above as he recounts the past. What a lovely scene!

I'm no writer, so I can't come up with a long, elaborate tale. These are all short stories. Think of them as a series of a Taoist priest's memoirs!

This is a work of fiction, entirely made up. Take it as a little amusement over tea or after a meal. If you readers can find some wisdom about life in it, that is thanks to your own good fortune, and has nothing to do with this humble Taoist. Haha!