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... quiet and peaceful as ever. The sea of flowers, the lake, the grassland, the woods—everything remained unchanged.
At this moment, on the shore of the lake, an elderly man with white hair leaned against a sturdy willow tree, holding a fishing rod, intently focused on his fishing.
Suddenly, the float on the water’s surface dipped sharply. The old man’s spirits lifted, and he pulled upwards with force. A large fish, easily the length of an arm, was yanked ashore.
"What a gr ...
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