At the clear bottom of Luoxi River, there are threads of water plants floating around with the flowing water.
A small boat floated against the current. Along the twists and turns of the waterway, brushing away the locusts and weeping willows that stretched toward the middle of the water, An Yiming stood on the bow of the boat and watched the hundreds of acres of pear orchards, mulberry orchards and orange orchards on the shore gradually disappearing, and he gradually felt uneasy in his heart——
He knew: Taoyuan Villa was coming soon.
Sure enough, within a moment there was a strange fragrance, kites were flying and fish were leaping, the stream was gurgling, and clouds were flying and mist surrounded the jagged rocks. An Yiming took out a small brocade flag from his arms and waved it in the wind. Suddenly, a brown kite flew out of nowhere, picked up the small flag, and flew into the depths of the clouds like a sharp arrow.
An Yiming looked up into the sky and cupped his hands, saying: "Brother Lao Yuan!"
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