I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

The night was as dark as inky black, dark clouds loomed overhead, thunder rumbled across the sky, and lightning danced like silver snakes. Zhang Wanqing stood in the wilderness, her gaze determined yet tinged with unease, her hand tightly gripping a homemade lightning-inducing device. Her goal was to harness the power of thunder, tear through time and space, and return to the Tang Dynasty she longed for. However, this time, she would face the bitter taste of failure again.

Zhang Wanqing carefully checked her device, making sure every step was perfect, knowing that any small mistake could lead to the failure of the experiment, or even life-threatening.

"The power of thunder has been one of the most powerful forces in the world since ancient times. I must be cautious and precise in order to control this power and realize my dream of time travel."

Her eyes wandered over the device, every copper wire, every insulator, carrying her hope of returning to the Tang Dynasty. She took a deep breath and began to adjust the position of the device to ensure that it could accurately guide the power of the lightning when it struck.

The wind grew stronger, blowing her long hair into the air, but her hands remained steady and her mind remained focused. She knew this was her only chance and she couldn't make the slightest mistake.

The dark clouds in the sky grew denser and denser, and the thunder grew louder. Zhang Wanqing stood beside the insulator column, holding the copper wire in her hand. She could feel the charge in the air growing, and the hairs on her skin stood on end.

"Power of Thunder, here I come. Tang Dynasty, I'm back." The same words sounded again.

She stared at the sky, waiting for the decisive moment. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, striking her copper wire. Once again, she felt the current coursing through the wire, the entire device vibrating. She gripped the wire tightly, bracing herself for the powerful force.

However, just as the lightning was about to strike her, due to the excessive current, the lightning burned her device directly. Without thinking too much, she quickly threw the device away and ran away.

Zhang Wanqing was knocked to the ground by the blast, her ears ringing and her vision blurry. This time, she sat on the ground and burst into tears, as if she wanted to vent all the sadness in her heart.

She struggled to her feet, staring at the still-smoking crater, a heart full of resentment. Her equipment had been damaged in the explosion, the copper wire snapping, the insulator shattering. Her second attempt at a crossover had failed again. But this time, strangely, she didn't faint like last time and wake up somewhere else.

Zhang Wanqing returned to the library, her eyes filled with confusion and frustration. She sat at her desk, unconsciously flipping through the ancient books, but her heart was restless.

"I was too confident. I thought I could control the power of thunder, but I was wrong. I underestimated the power of nature and overestimated myself."

She began to reflect on her actions and even began to doubt her decision. Should she really try to travel back to the Tang Dynasty? Is she really capable of facing those unknown risks?

At this moment, her eyes fell on an ancient book, which was the story of "Thunder God and Lightning Mother" in "Huainanzi". She remembered the warning in the story: the power of thunder should not be touched lightly, otherwise it will be punished by heaven.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew she needed to re-examine her plan and be more cautious and thorough.

A few days later, Zhang Wanqing stood in the ancient books section of the library again. The confusion and frustration she had felt before were gone, replaced by a firmness and determination. She knew her time travel plan wouldn't end there; she needed to find new methods and new opportunities.

"Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is giving up. I will keep searching until I find a way to return to the Tang Dynasty."

She began to read more ancient books, looking for new clues. At the same time, she continued to search for various information on the Internet. She knew that this would be a long journey, but she was ready.

Zhang Wanqing found a diary among a pile of unnumbered books in the library. It looked old, with no name written on it. She gently flipped open the cover. On the first page was a line of elegant handwriting: "Time-traveling traveler, when you see this diary, it means you have already traveled. May you find your way home."

She was shocked: "Could this be a message left by other time travelers?"

She began to read the contents of the diary. The owner of the diary seemed to be a time traveler, recording his life in the Tang Dynasty and his thoughts about the modern world.

"It turns out that he is a time traveler like me, except that he traveled from the modern times to the Tang Dynasty. He is also looking for a way home." She resonated with the owner of the diary.

As she read deeper, Zhang Wanqing discovered some clues about time-space rifts and how to travel back in time. Her inner monologue was filled with excitement: "This information may help me return to the Tang Dynasty."

She began to carefully study every detail in the diary, trying to find the key to her journey through time. Her eyes revealed a hint of determination, as if she had found a glimmer of hope.

Zhang Wanqing extracted key information from the diary and discovered that the diary mentioned certain places and times that seemed to be related to the appearance of the space-time rift. She began to compare maps and historical records, trying to find the modern equivalents of these places.

Her inner monologue was filled with doubts: "Do these places really exist? Are they really related to the rifts in time and space? Are these places and times the coordinates for time travel?"

In the library's materials, she found some records about these places. They were all places with a long history, and some of them no longer existed.

As her research deepened, Zhang Wanqing discovered that the diary also mentioned some special items that seemed to be related to the time travel process. She began to collect information about these items from ancient books, the Internet, museums and antique shops.

"Could these items be the key to opening the rifts in time and space? What kind of power do they hide?"

In a corner of an antique shop, she found an item that matched the description in the diary: an ancient jade pendant engraved with strange patterns. She wondered, "Could this be the key I'm looking for? Perhaps this jade pendant can really help me open the door to time and space."

Zhang Wanqing held the jade pendant tightly in her hand. She could feel a strange power coming from it. She couldn't explain the feeling, but she could feel that this power seemed to be calling her.

She began to formulate a new plan, knowing it would be a journey filled with unknowns and dangers. She began to prepare the necessary items, from a map and a compass, from dry food and water. She knew this journey could change her life. "No matter what the road ahead holds, I'm going to give it a try."

As she set out on her journey, she looked back toward the library, her heart filled with gratitude. This mysterious diary not only gave her hope of returning home, but also gave her courage and strength. Without even saying goodbye to her parents, brother, or best friend, she set out on her journey home.