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Wherever there is well water, one can sing songs... ... I don't ask for wealth, people want me to make money... Just because I'm a vegetable vendor. Fishing alone in the snow in the cold river, a solitary shadow on a thousand rivers, just a slight pull of the hook... The master of the realm is gone Am I killing? I'm just fishing, the fish knows when it's fishing Book friends group: 133791643. Read together, share together, work hard together