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This night, the evening breeze brought many clouds and mist.

Above the canal basin.

The curtain of darkness enveloped everything, the great night was vast, and the moon revealed half its face from behind the clouds, its mottled light scattering over the surface of the river. Beneath the cover of night, the waters of the canal flowed quietly like black silk adorned with specks of starlight.

On both sides of the canal, ancient trees towered to the sky, lush and dense. Beneath the shroud of night, their full shapes were indiscernible, resembling distorted phantasmal creatures struggling and crawling through the shadows.

Upon the canal, fishing boats, passenger boats, and cargo ships—all brightly lit—could be seen. People on board were chatting idly, singing, or drinking alone, all enjoying the tranquil and beautiful night.

The river breeze was gentle, carrying with it a hint of moisture and the fragrance of earth, brushing against people's faces, refreshing them.