Under the warm sun, with a gentle breeze, golden ripples appeared in the calm water, like a group of small golden fish rolling in the pond. They made naughty ripples and densely slapped the old wooden house by the pool, as if urging this dull big guy to become happy with it...
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I have completed 4,000 words, but unfortunately the manuscript was blocked. This is just for memento. I hope I will still have the mental and physical energy to continue this happy story next year.