"The flower language of gardenia is strength, eternal love, and lifelong waiting. This is my promise to you."
What even the wind can't calm down is probably the girl's heartbeat, as strong and brave as a gardenia.
Because I met her in spring that year, I fell in love with spring from then on. Love started in spring, like a raging fire, and lasted for four seasons.
Intention: Cherish everyone who loves you and everyone you love