One day, a rich man bought some stone. The stonecutter carried it to his house.
“I wish I was rich!” he said. The mountain spirit smiled…
…and the stonecutter was rich.

    It is a story about a stonecutter, a mountain spirit,
    a rich man, the sun, a cloud and a moutain.
    The stonecutter works hard every day.
    And he wants to be something except himself every day.
    However, he noticed at last “I am me.”
    If you lost yourself, I recommend this book.

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