In an accident, Nian Yunxi traveled back to the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago.
The flowing water of the Xiangjiang River, unexpectedly, the world is unstoppable. The bright moon shines sadly, awakening the long-cherished wishes of the world. The beauty is thin, the grudges are settled, the building is stopped, and the gaze is in vain. While thinking about how to go back to the year 2000, in this troubled time where heroes appear in large numbers, I compose a different kind of hymn.