The weather is nice today, but my mood is not so good, and I am worried about one thing after another. I passed by a watermelon stall on my way home and was about to pick a watermelon to quench my thirst. I heard the stall owner shout: Watermelon. Watermelon. Happy watermelon, sweet and ripe... Wow, happy watermelon, what a ridiculous name. I couldn't help but go forward and touch it carefully. I couldn't help but touch the bumpy and bumpy watermelon. There was no round big watermelon... At this time, the stall owner brought the sample: Look, look at the happy watermelon. I saw the flesh in the middle of the watermelon exploded to pieces, which really made me happy...
Along the way, I held this big smile and felt happy. When we put happiness in our stomachs, what else in the world can bother you?
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