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... in pink.
Occasionally, a breeze would pass by and the flower petals would drift into the stream, attracting small fishes to chase after them competitively.
Beside the shack, there was a fisherman who was wearing a conical bamboo hat on his head and a straw raincoat on his body. He was holding onto a fishing rod that was made out of yellow bamboo. A translucent thin, thread hung down from it and into the water body. Suddenly, the line shook.
"I've caught a fish!"
The fis ...
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