Su Qingyuan, dressed in plain skirt, lives by dancing.
Born into an indifferent native family, he has low self-esteem and cowardice. He has been huddled in the corner of the crowd all year round. With forbearance and persistence, he rose from an unknown substitute to become the leading classical dancer in Nancheng. Under the curtain, she spent countless long nights alone, quiet, sensitive, and cautious. She never asked for favoritism, but only hoped for a stable life.
Lu Jinci, covered in wind and frost, used a blade as a shield.
When he was young and wandering around, he tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and sealed himself into a hard shell of silence with his own hands. He resolutely rushed to the northern border of Xinjiang, the coldest and coldest place, and was trapped in the smoke and mission. His body and mind were filled with old wounds, and he was used to separation between life and death. He soberly realizes that he is full of mud and hostility, never touches the tenderness of the world, and thinks that loneliness is his destiny for the rest of his life.
He is the burning fire in the wasteland, his body is covered with scars, and he carries mountains and rivers on his back;
She is a clear kite under the moon, soft and tough, with an inch of romance in her heart.
Over the long years, the crane returns to the mountains and the embers fall into the world,
Only that clear kite was his only heartbeat and way back in his desolate life.
Purpose: Wear a military uniform to carry your country and your country, and a dance skirt to express your love. Coldness and tenderness meet, two completely different life trajectories intersect, witness the sincerity under the hard shell, and also see the tenacity in the soft body.
