Literary Edition
It's not time travel, it's not rebirth, it doesn't have a worldview that transcends everyone else, it doesn't have a foresight to grasp the future, it's just a powerless struggle in the emotional whirlpool.
At that time, cardamom, chuckled, and promised to the end of the world.
Time flies like water, staring at the eyes, breaking off the love first.
How can the cinnabar between the brows be compared to the picturesque scenery of the country? I leaned down to call my brother and wish me all the best.
Holding hands with you and lamenting that your heart will die as early as ashes, treating each other as a guest is like a trickle of water.
There was a first love, and they were in tune with each other. However, for the sake of power, she was exiled by him. Even in the end, he could only recognize her as his sister.
There is a husband who is as plain as water, so it is difficult to express love, and the laughter gradually becomes silent until they hold hands, and he and she dare to express their true feelings.
Correct version
A slightly maverick ancient girl is unwilling to admit that she was abducted, harassed by someone with evil intentions, and had to be bound for the whole process of this life and the next.
The time span of this article is relatively large. Since I am a novice, I will forgive my shortcomings. I will amuse myself and slowly fill in the gaps.
Another note: I mainly write about relationships. If you want to see elements such as intrigue, house fighting, farming, etc., Don't let me down. The background will be quite thin, so it's a short story.