Once, there was a wolf named Mang. In his prime, he was pushed off a cliff by a herd of buffalo and lost both his eyes. Mang was angry, for none of those buffalo had eyes as sharp as his, yet it was he who fell. Mang wandered through the valley for a long time until he met another wolf named Xia. Xia said, "Follow me. We will soon catch up to the migrating herd." So, Mang followed Xia, climbing hills and crossing ravines, traveling tirelessly. Xia told Mang, "Times are hard. We can't mat...