Zhu Ying could both fight and write poetry. A year ago, she won Li Wan'er's heart with a poem: "If life were only like the first sight, why would autumn wind make the cicada wings sad!",Li Wan'er stared at Zhu Ying, nodded solemnly: "Okay!",Li Wan'er hardly ate any vegetables, but she finished the whole bowl of brown rice!。