Qianqiu Inscription

My name is Ji Lin, a graduate student in the history department. On the day I was sorting out a batch of bamboo slips from the Warring States Period, I turned out an unnamed fragment. In an instant, the world turned upside down. I stood on the mountainside of Longmen Mountain, with the Yellow River roaring beneath my feet. In front of me was the construction site of Dayu's flood control project. The flood has been raging for nine years, and everything is muddy and dim. On the cliff, Dayu turned his back to everyone and whispered about his father who was buried in Yushan. At that moment, I suddenly realized that the burden of keeping watch fell on me. Since then, I have embarked on a long journey of witnessing that spans four thousand years. I saw Shang Tang cutting off his hair and claws in the mulberry forest and praying for rain; Witnessing Confucius trapped in Chen Cai, without food for seven days, he still kept singing; I saw Yue Fei writing "The sun is shining brightly" in Fengbo Pavilion; I personally witnessed Lu Xiufu carrying the young emperor on his back and leaping into the cliff mountain and the sea. The rules are so strict that I cannot tamper with the past at all. The only thing I can do is to remember everything. Four thousand years passed by in a blink of an eye, and I returned to the modern world. The streets are bustling and pedestrians are hurrying, but no one knows that I have experienced countless historical moments and witnessed the Chinese civilization breaking ground in the monstrous floods and continuing to this day. Even if mountains and rivers are broken, the memory of civilization will never be annihilated. My name is Ji Lin, and I am the night watchman.