If she had to choose between the mountains and the sea, her answer would always be the seaside. One day, some tourists on the island mentioned a nearby hill to climb. At the top, there was a small pond, a famous spot on the island. When the rains were plentiful, the pond would fill up, and the wind sweeping across the water would make the surface dance like a cat playing with clouds.
It took some time and effort, climbing with hands and feet, to reach the summit. As she paused to rest, she searched for the cat. It wasn’t in the grass, nor by the pond, and it seemed unlikely to be hiding in the muddy patches or behind her backpack.
Just as she was about to give up and head back down, she heard a faint meow from near a twisted, abstract-looking dead tree. She walked over and scooped up the cat. “Ah, there you are,” she said with a smile.
如果要說山與海要選一個，她的答案會是海邊。某一日，島上的遊客說要去附近爬一座小山，山頂上有個池子是全島著名的景點，如果碰到雨量豐沛的時候，池子裡會蓄水甚多，風吹拂過池面就像撩動雲朵的貓兒那樣鮮活。
花了一些時間，手腳並用地來到山頂上，駐足休息的時候她找尋貓兒的蹤跡。草叢裡沒看到；池塘邊，也沒看到；泥濘裡面不太可能，好像也沒有躲在背包後面。
本想放棄了，環顧四週準備下山之際，這才從彎曲如抽象畫的枯樹旁聽到貓叫聲。她過去抱抱牠，嗨，原來你在這阿。
1008 她的HIKE
