The River God Never Picks up an Axe

"Cute child, may I ask if you dropped this piece of sesame candy, or this piece of bayberry candy, or..." Before he finished speaking, the child on the stone bridge cried loudly: "Mom, there is a monster!" Ten years later... "Handsome young man, may I ask whether you dropped this silver pen, or this copper pen, or..." Before he finished speaking, the young man on the stone bridge stretched out his hand: "My dear, I dropped the gold pen, come back." Another ten years later... The magistrate of Wuzhou wanted to get married, offered sacrifices to the sky, worshiped the earth, beat gongs and drums, and said that he wanted to marry the river god. Gee, superstitious. [I just want to write a short essay] Intention: