The spring breeze is coming, spring is here, Zhao Jing's heart is quite ready to move.
One morning, when she was woken up by birds, she felt confused, but when she thought of getting a pillow, she saw the bright spring light that had risen outside the window because she got up late.
At that moment, she thought, this spring, she would send a love letter.
Concept: A love letter to spring written in spring