She did not have stunning beauty, nor did she have astonishing whimsical thoughts; when she found herself in a different world, facing the "famous" people and objects of that era, she could not tell where the pace of time had stopped. She is an unqualified time traveler.
She is not familiar with the events recorded in history books and cannot manipulate history. She can only go with the flow of the people around her. She is not a good time traveler.
She didn't bring any future information, only her own heart.
Perhaps she never thought that the day after she received the admission notice from her favorite university, as she fell down the mountain, she fell into a trap that she could never escape from.
"Like a fish swimming in Sichuan, you can analyze the road in your eyes."
When the piece of paper fell into her hands, she wanted to tear her face off, throw her head in her arms and cry, but she could only laugh quietly and say, "Brother An, what a poem."
He loved her and missed her, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was her.
"I caress my heart and sigh, and I don't feel the tears on my chest. I feel relieved when I touch my chest, and my sadness arises from it."
The paper in my hand has been shattered. My pain is the same as yours, Anren.
"The longevity wine cup is raised, the face is kind and gentle, the cup is floating and the cup is filled with joy, the green bamboo is parallel to the wind, the feet are stamped and danced, the sound is suppressed and the song is high, the life is peaceful and happy, who knows anything else."
I also want to live such a life with you, Anren.
If I have great literary talent, I will definitely write a love poem that only you and I know. It is called--
"Careful Fu".