金斧头银斧头2

Usually I collect things people drop in my river.

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“ Finders, keepers— losers, weepers! ” is my motto. I’m a river god, so I get to keep what I like.

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But one day, Cheng Shi accidentally dropped his axe in the water.

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It was a useful tool, but I didn’t want to keep it. Instead, I offered him a golden axe to replace the one he had lost.

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His eyes grew big as he stared first at me and my long white beard, and then the axe.

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He shook his head. “ Thank you, Grandfather River, but that is not my axe. Mine is not as fancy. ”

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