Reflection
by Chen Rongli
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On the night of New Year's Eve, the sky and the earth were dark. The fog that was rare in the south of the Yangtze River during this season in previous years was now thickly permeating both sides of the Fengling River and the entire Fengling City. Song Dawei stood on the terrace near the river, staring alone at the fireworks rising and falling on both sides of the river. Although the fog was unusually thick, the fireworks still glowed stubbornly in the fog. After watching quietly for a while, Song Dawei suddenly thought, isn't he just like the fireworks struggling to emit some stubborn light in the mist? Thinking like this, a long-lost hesitation slowly came to mind again. When Song Dawei bought this house in Linjiang, his wife and friends strongly opposed it. The reason is very simple. If you live in a house developed by yourself, there will be leaks, subsidence, cracks, or water seepage in the neighbors. Isn't it obvious to him, Song Dawei?
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