If it was in ancient times, I might be a person who rushed for the exam. I may have met a woman in a light-colored dress and shirt. Her house is next to the post office. She leaned against the door and turned to smell the plums. I will write this poem on the wall or on rice paper.
If in ancient times, I might have been a lonely person, and it was very late in the pavilion. I might be holding Liu's hand and saying goodbye to the river, hoping to wake up tomorrow. I should be under the waning moon and in another breeze.