Different time travel stories
The chilling cicada is miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and how can they not be left out in the Qingqiu Festival. Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Five-year-old me, Shen Xiyan, wearing a small white princess dress, stood in front of the sofa in the living room, shaking my head and reciting Liu Yong's poems. The adults touched my head and laughed and said, "How can such a small child memorize the words 'Since ancient times, sentimentality hurts parting'..." They laughed until they shed tears.
Grandma stroked my head lovingly and said, "If our daughter had been born in ancient times, she would have been a talented girl."