三个和尚1

The handsome young monk looked across the wooden bridge. “ Can I be lost if I’m not supposed to be anywhere?” he asked himself.

“ Well, that’s a tough one, ” he answered himself. “ I’d like to ask a friend. ”

Usually things worked out well when one of his friends gave him advice.

He had been missing his friends since leaving the monastery a few days before.

He continued his conversation with himself. “ Should I cross the bridge?” he asked aloud.

“ Oh, that’s another tough one! ” he answered himself. “ Why do I keep asking myself such hard questions! Geez! Lighten up, Jun! ”