In that long river of love, she once lost an iron axe.
Then she used the most stupid method and the greatest courage to build an island in the middle of the river.
Memories, warmth, despair, and the ordinary trivialities of life became pebbles in her hands. Her island was carefully fortified, looking for her iron axe, and finally moved the river god.
She excitedly prepared the standard answer from the famous fairy tale, but the river god told her that the iron ax had been washed away by time. She had a gold ax and a silver ax in her hand. She needed to jump off the island to get them.
Hey, hey, that river god named life, you don't play by the rules.
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