Please provide me with some of the better discursive moments in the novel, folks, please! Urgently!

The sun shone through the shade of the trees, illuminating the overgrown vines that covered the stone wall and the damp moss on it. There is a very small spring under the wall, called "a bowl of water".

This spring is so small that it is only a bowl of water, but it never dries up throughout the year. Interestingly, it is always a full bowl, neither shallow nor dipping out. You can drink it all in one gulp, and it, in turn, will soak full again without slowing down.

The little spring was only a bowl, but we loved it. When we went up the mountain to cut grass or pick mushrooms, we must come here to rest and drink. We came to the shade of the trees, sat on the stone pier, ate the lunch that each of us had brought with us: poi, dough rice, or set up a thorn wood to burn yams ...... you eat a little bit of mine, I eat a little bit of his. Leaves rolled into a "cup" full of clear spring water, like adults to raise a cup and shout: "Cheers!"

Sometimes we see squirrels coming to drink, magpies coming to drink, a group of bamboo chickens coming to drink ...... believe it or not, even butterflies, bees will also come to drink! We hide far away from these little masters of the woods.

Look, the little squirrel has its tail up and its little eyes so bright! It takes a sip of water and quickly wipes its mouth with its paws, "Squeak, squeak!" As if to say, "So sweet, so sweet!"

The mountain magpies love to stop at that green pine when they fly in. One flew down first, "Magpie, magpie, magpie!" It was greeting its companions, "Come on, come on!" Everyone flew down and hopped around the spring, leaving their paw prints on the damp sand.

Yo, on the damp sand, there were many paw prints, some like bamboo leaves, some like plum blossoms ......

This bowl of water, the old people said it was a spiritual spring. No wonder the birds drank its water and sang so beautifully; the little squirrels drank its water and looked so witty; the village dolls drank its water, and each one was so smart.

Ah, it is the milk of the mountain, its water is so sweet!