Woman·man·sampan
by Tian Yanning
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An An wanted to pounce, but hesitated after taking a step, turned around suddenly, hugged the pole with both hands, and looked at the rushing water of the Bixi River for a long time. She knew very well in her heart that everything she had was placed on this current and this sampan boat. Shuncheng was also moved, rubbing his calloused hands and looking at the woman in front of him who occupied his heart like Bixi and Sampanchuan. In his heart, she became the innocent and lovely An An who could play punting and sailing. The moon jumped into the blue sky, round. The moonlight, as soft as water, shines brightly and melancholy on the yellow jujube trees, the old man, the blue stream, the sampan boat, and the women and men who are filled with joy and sorrow in the world.
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