Fox was so dizzy at the moment of joy that everything swam in his eyes. Bright circles went in the eyes. And he wanted to be in the Golden Autumn Forest, which could be seen from the cliff below. But that’s bad luck, how do you go down there? He got up on the edge of the cliff and thought about it.

      Then Fox suddenly touched something soft and fluffy. He looked round in fright – it was a small Cloud.

      “Don’t the clouds consist of fog through which one can pass, do they?” thought Fox.

      “Yes,” – a thin voice appeared in Fox’s head, “but as you now have an euphoria, you have a different perception of the world and you see and feel the world around differently. Ah, yes, hee-hee-hee, I almost forgot, in this state you can talk to inanimate objects, hee-hee-hee, “giggled the Cloud with a thin voice, “yes, yes, what seems lifeless, actually is alive!”

      Fox was taken aback by this turn of events, and for several minutes he could not utter a word, only an unconnected mooing could be heard from his lips. After coming to his senses a little bit, he spoke:

      “Ah, but what else can I d-do?”

      “Well everything! Hee- hee-hee. Do you want to have a ride?”

      “Ah, can I?”

      “Well, yeah! Sit down!”

      Fox first gently touched the cloud with his paw. It was soft and pleasantly cool. He cautiously sat on the edge, and then, having relaxed, flopped back with his back. It was nice. He fell into the Cloud, like into a soft feather bed. The cloud exuded cool freshness. It rolled him around the top of the mountain and returned him back. Such a ride took his breathe away!

      Fox realized that if he does not sink through the clouds, then you can go down the clouds like the stairs, just skipping over them, if they are lined up from the cliff to the forest below! (It didn’t cross his mind that he could go down on one cloud as on an elevator, ha-ha, and even more: he could fly himself in the air, because he could do anything now!)

      “The Cloud! Ask, please, your friends to line from the cliff to the Golden Forest! As a stairs! I want to go down!”

      “As you wish, my friend!” appeared a thin voice in Fox’s head again.

      And in one minute clouds of different shapes and sizes, as well as colors (yes, that’s it! The clouds were colored!) lined into the ladder, just like Fox wanted, after what he easily jumped from cloud to cloud. Jump-jump-jump-jump!

      Fox was limitless happy! After all, now he was in the Golden Autumn Forest! And all the gold was now under his feet. Actually, it was autumn fallen leaves, but Fox was not at all embarrassed.

      After all, what makes you happy should be inside you.

      – Ellllldorradooo!!! – Fox screamed in ecstasy – now I will live here and this will all be mine! Hurrraaaay!!!

      And so our friend Fox has found his wealth! Let this wealth was not material, but now Fox felt free. He felt self-sufficient. He found his promised land, opened the whole world. It remains only to equip this world and to live, but this is already in our next narratives. In the meantime, let’s say to you: “Bye! Until next time!”

      Episode III

      Meeting with White-browed Taoist

      On what did we stop? Oh yes! Fox could not enjoy his wealth! Yes!!! His joy was great! He wandered about his Golden Autumn Forest days and nights, enjoying the golden colors and fragrance of plants. However, even something good with time bothers, if there is no novelty in it. This is the property of the mind: it is constantly asking something new, for the majority of those who lives on the Earth and who knows how to think live by the mind. With each passing day, Fox’s joy became less and less. He felt that he was missing something. He felt lonely and sad. There is no one to share his joy. And it’s boring. There’s no one to say hello even.

      “I’ve already walked here,” Fox thought, “I know a lot here in the forest. I should go where I have not been. I wonder why I didn’t think of this before?”

      Fox was walking, where his eyes were looking… Golden spruce, crimson oak, amber birch, green-yellow grass with golden tint. Yes, it was a fairy tale in reality, but he became bored of it. Thick shrubs with red leaves on orange branches… But nothing revived this beauty. Only occasionally a lazy breeze was confused in the tops of trees. All this led to a painful mood, and it was hard on the soul. As if yesterday you had a holiday, and in the morning you woke up alone, abandoned by everyone. And something you want, and what – you do not know, but if you find out, you will understand that you do not want. Also you want to go far away, but you don’t want to go…

      So he walked, thinking. Suddenly he felt wet cool water with his feet. He was so immersed into himself that he didn’t notice how he stepped into the creek with his feet. This led Fox to himself. He looked into the mirror-like surface of the water. It was blinking with gold. Even the water wore autumn colors here. It seemed that even the air was golden here. From this on the soul was even more cloying.

      Without taking off his hat, Fox plunged his head into the stream. The water gently washed his head. It was felt as it became easier, as the mind became clear, as it became easier on the face. Fox carelessly fell into the water. The coolness, like an electric shock, splashed the whole body. This clarified his mind more. In the soul was joyful emotions, and he began to jump into the water, then dipping into the water and breathing the air out under the water through the mouth, then jumping out for a new portion of air. All the blues has gone somewhere. His head was spinning from oxygen. He gently lay back and let the water carried him downstream.

      It was unusual! The coldness of the stream and the state of weightlessness from being in the water.

      “What a blue sky!” Fox caught wild astonishment, as if for the first time in his life he had seen the sky, – “after all, not everything is the same color! This world has a lot more colors than I suspected! (Fox forgot all about the multicolored rainbow colors that he had recently seen, having had breathing in the fresh mountain air for the first time).

      Fox seemed to discover the whole world for himself. The color is blue… Indigo… It’s so calm and peaceful. He was so immersed into the contemplation of the sky that he forgot about the coldness of the water. He was carried away by the state of weightlessness, and he didn’t notice how imperceptibly he rose above the surface of the water. Didn’t you forget? After all, he was in a world where much imagination decides, if you can use it right.

      And he sailed, lying on his back above the surface of the water, until he dozed off. The reality gradually turned into a dream… And a flock of clouds appeared in the blue sky. This time they were snow-white and fluffy, like cotton wool. The soft murmur of the water cradled and calmed down, and the clouds grew lower and lower… Imperceptibly a small cloud has separated from them.

      “Probably this is the Cloud, which is my friend,” Fox thought with a smile on his face.

      “Maybe a friend,” came the velvet male voice in Fox’s head. The cloud became lower and more and was taking the form of a human face.

      “Who are you?” thought Fox, he already understood that you can communicate mentally.

      “Look and answer yourself,” a voice answered with a friendly note in his voice.

      The human face became gradually more distinct. Before Fox appeared a gray-haired Chinese with gray long brows and a long gray beard.

      “Are you an old man?” Fox asked in surprise.

      “Ha-ha-ha-ha!” The image in front of him laughed softly. “I’m the White-browed Taoist from the Transcendental Huashan Mountains. My name is White Cloud.”

      “It’s strange,” said Fox. “Now I start to have ‘cloudy’ friends. The last time I talked with White Cloud.”

      “It