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The Black River stretches for eighty miles, its waves surging and crashing. A gentle breeze ripples the water's surface, causing the reeds to sway and rustle.,With a shout of “Hu,” the large net was cast out like an overturned sea bowl and sank rapidly into the water.,It seems that, no matter where you are, the common aspirations of people at the bottom are quite similar.。