Fireworks that travel through thousands of years,
It's you waiting for me at the end
The outline you left guides me
Not lonely in the dark night.
When I was a child, I liked to imitate women from ancient times.
Wear a pendant, and then wear a gauze dress like a fairy,
Or like those chivalrous women with strong martial arts skills
With a wave of your hand, bad guys fell down
Or maybe you want to pay tribute to those princesses,
Feel comfortable being taken care of by others
Can I be a queen or something in the future?
If one day I really travel through time,
What should I take with me, how should I survive?
Where will I fall?
Who will I meet and what kind of dialogue will I have?
This is all,
The secret that cannot be told,