Autumn Heart Fu

The jackdaw flies away from the water, A different heart knows the autumn of two places. There are no long pavilions or short pavilions. How can you not talk about this idle sorrow? The autumn wind is in my heart, and my heart is filled with sorrow; my heart is in two places, and my words are idle and sorrowful. Compose a poem and send it to the bright moon; in the autumn, my heart is filled with sorrow. A girl from another world who inexplicably traveled through the college entrance examination hall and was inexplicably caught up in a big conspiracy. How should she choose between the ordinary and the extraordinary? How to deal with conspiracy and love? Do you want your family, your country, your country? Or do you just want a confidant who can work together for the rest of your life? She said that he was the breeze and gave her a sweet dream, but she tore it to pieces with her own hands because she was not the "she" who could catch that wisp of breeze; She said that he was the spring rain, which "sneaked into the night with the wind, and everything was silent." It was as gentle as the spring rain in March, but it was not the fire that could ignite her life; She said he was a burning fire, beautiful and gorgeous, but his life was burned out for another person; She said that he was like ice. Even though he was handsome, elegant and passionate, she could not hide his cold-bloodedness, but she fell into his most ruthless tenderness... She said she was just a little woman who only wanted her own little happiness... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The ending is uncertain, everyone will vote to decide~~