"There is a girl riding with me, her face is like Shunhua, she will soar, and she is wearing jade and Qiongju. She is as beautiful as Meng Jiang, and she is beautiful and beautiful." I recited "The Book of Songs. Zheng Feng" again and again. Looking at the hibiscus trees in the backyard made me think of those graceful women in meticulous paintings, chanting and singing thousands of times. Who knows what kind of stories are behind those beautiful beauties.
An ordinary modern woman named Jin accidentally traveled through time and space and came to a time and space unknown to people. There, she will try her best to bloom the beauty of her life, but she does not know where her flower cherisher is.
Jin, it's her, it's you, it's me...