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Beneath the Huashi Bridge, by the banks of the Yangjiang River…
Several fishermen sat quietly on small wooden stools along the riverbank, wearing wide-brimmed bamboo hats. Their fishing rods extended over the water, with lines cast deep into the river, the floats rising and falling with the gentle waves.
Among them was a young girl dressed in a three-colored outfit, also wearing a bamboo hat to shield herself from the sun. She, too, sat on a tiny wooden stool, barely larger than a square brick, right at the water’s edge. In her hands, she held a small fishing rod, its thin line dipping into the river.
Her eyes were fixed intently on the water, her expression serious and unwavering, as if she could see straight through the deep, emerald waters to the fish swimming below.
Behind her, a Daoist priest sat with a book in his hands, quietly reading.
“You’ve become a fisherman now?” he mused.
“Shh...”
The little girl, as still and focused as a meditating monk, continued to stare at the water, her gaze as sharp as if she could pierce through its depths. Without turning her head, she murmured, “A fish is about to take the bait.”
The moment she finished speaking, the fishing line suddenly sank.
Without hesitation, she sprang to her feet and pulled up the rod.
“Splash, splash, splash...”
A streak of silver-white leaped out of the water, struggling desperately in midair.
Several elderly fishermen nearby turned their heads to watch.
The little girl...
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