
Counterattack
by Wang Ke
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The waves of the Huajiang River are calm, with painted boats, clear willows, reflections, good news, and young masters, such as a beautiful painting. When the wind comes, I stand quietly on the side of the boat, as if I have been enchanted by Qin Nu Yaner's "Zhao Si Song". Not far away, a small boat came slowly like a big leaf rolled down the river. His eyes that were lightly closed in the spring breeze suddenly opened, and he felt something. The boat has stopped and is blocking the front of the boat. The boat in the lake was rocking gently, but the man on the boat was as motionless as a rock. "The spring is coming, the eldest son of the Feng family?" The man on the boat was dressed in gray clothes, simple and clean, and his face was like a sculpture sunk deep into his skin.
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