The story of a well-meaning sharp sword and the little mute she has had a crush on for many years.
Ji Ning always likes to watch her dance practice. Ji Ning tells her moral principles. Her sister likes her free, happy and real look. In her heart, Ji Ning was the ray of sunshine on the gardenias on the flower stand in the morning, illuminating everything she would have in the future.
Ji Ning is good at skills and can write a few acid poems. She keeps making money. She wants to raise the porcelain doll she loved most when she was young. When she grows up, she dances with the sword. She is passionate but reserved. She says she wants to marry her after practicing dancing. She is like a gardenia.
Later, in front of the court, the gardenias rustled in the wind, and at night the last rushes were burnt by the candlelight, and the golden orange light warmed the cheeks. The two of them sat quietly in front of the court. You drafted a book for me on the fine linen paper, and I danced for you in front of the flowers beside the table. The story in the storybook was put down to the last stroke, and we wrote the sequel to the ending.
Intention: In my heart, you are the hottest gardenia