The old woman wearing an osmanthus hairpin runs a tailor shop by herself.
On this day, a gorgeously dressed girl appeared in front of the tailor shop with the rising sun. Her skirt
The child is as soft as moonlight, and sparkling like a river.
"I came to learn from you how to make a moonlight cloak."
Where do girls come from?
Can she learn to sew?
Concept: Warmth, inheritance, fairy tale, beauty