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Here in Hangzhou, a city wrapped in lakes and rivers, the water-bound fish market is especially vibrant. Long before the morning rooster crows, while stars still scatter across the dark sky, the river is already aglow. Countless lanterns drift like fireflies upon the water as fishermen row in from their night moorings, their boats heavy with catches that still carry the raw, crisp scent of the lake. On the shore, merchants stand waiting, lanterns held high in the darkness. Before the boats even touch the docks, voices ring out across the water. The frantic, overlapping shouts of offers and counteroffers create a wild symphony, a chaotic energy that eclipses even the busiest midday bazaar. I have woken early to witness this spectacle, captivated by the magical interplay of lantern light and shimmering scales dancing on the dark ripples.