Every moment of care is an empowerment. / 每一次呵护，都是一次赋能。
In the deepest heart of an ancient forest, where sunlight is filtered through layers of canopy into golden fragments, the air is filled with the fragrance of earth and wildflowers. Here, there is no throne, for the entire forest is her domain. There are no laws, for her will is the only rule.
She is the Forest Queen.
And her greatest pride is her ever-victorious Elf Legion.
This is no army of flesh and blood. They are an extension of the Queen's will, the very embodiment of the forest's power. They flow like waterfalls of midnight, cascading with a subtle sheen; they move like streams of gold, meandering and reflecting the sun's brilliance. They are bound tightly together, an indivisible torrent that rises and falls with the Queen's every breath.
In times of peace, they are serene, absorbing the essence of the heavens and earth, quiet and elegant. But when the storms come, when the forces of decay attempt to invade this pure land, they instantly become the sharpest of weapons, resiliently repelling every assault, steadfastly guarding every inch of the land.
On this day, the Queen decided to bestow upon her legion a sacred baptism.
She did not use mortal fire and steel, but instead summoned the purest morning dew, infused with the nectar of moon-petal flowers, and the spring of life buried deep within the earth. This clear spring, carrying an otherworldly fragrance, flowed gently over every elf warrior, from their very tips to their roots, washing away the dust of their journeys and awakening their dormant power.
An unprecedented fragrance filled the air. It was the scent of fresh grass after rain, the scent of night-blooming flowers, and above all, the Queen's own serene and noble woody essence.
When the baptism was complete, as the first ray of sunlight pierced the forest mist and shone upon the legion, a miracle occurred.
The legion revealed an unprecedented radiance. Each elf seemed to be infused with the vitality of the spring of life, so light they could dance on the wind, yet so resilient they could withstand any disturbance. They were no longer just silent guardians; they had become the most dazzling sight in the entire forest. The scent they emanated was no longer just of flowers, but the very soul of the forest—deep, mysterious, and intoxicating.
They were no longer just a legion; they were the Queen's walking power, the forest's living poem.
Now, it is time to lift the veil on this legend.
The wise, powerful Forest Queen, who bestows new life upon all she touches, is the shampoo we present to you.
And the radiant, vibrant Elf Legion, protected and glorified by her, is your own precious hair.
Every baptism is a coronation. Every moment of care is an empowerment.
Crown Your Elf Legion
在古老森林的至深之处，阳光被层层叠叠的树冠筛选成金色的碎屑，空气中弥漫着泥土与野花的芬芳。这里没有王座，因为整片森林都是她的领地；这里没有法典，因为她的意志便是唯一的规则。
她，就是森林女王。
而她最引以为傲的，是她那支无往不胜的精灵军团。
那不是一支由血肉之躯组成的军队。他们是女王意志的延伸，是森林力量的化身。他们如暗夜的瀑布，倾泻而下，光泽内敛；他们如金色的溪流，蜿蜒流淌，反射着日光的辉芒。他们紧密地团结在一起，形成一股无法被分割的洪流，随着女王的每一次呼吸而起伏。
平日里，他们是沉静的。驻守在女王的领域，吸收着天地的精华，安静而优雅。但当风暴来袭，当枯败的势力企图入侵这片净土时，他们会瞬间化为最锐利的武器，柔韧地抵御每一次侵袭，坚定地守护着脚下的每一寸土地。
这一天，女王决定赐予军团一场神圣的洗礼。
她没有使用凡世的火焰与钢铁，而是召唤了林中最纯净的晨露，融合了月光花瓣的蜜浆，以及深埋地底的生命之泉。这股带着异香的清泉，温柔地流淌过每一位精灵战士，从他们的发梢到根源，带走征途的尘埃，唤醒沉睡的力量。
空气中弥漫开一股前所未有的香气，那是雨后初晴的青草香，是午夜绽放的昙花香，更是属于女王本人那股沉静而高贵的木质气息。
洗礼结束，当第一缕阳光刺破林间薄雾，照耀在军团之上时，奇迹发生了。
军团展现出前所未有的光辉。每一位精灵都仿佛被注入了生命之泉的活力，轻盈得能随风起舞，却又坚韧得能抵御任何侵扰。他们不再只是沉默的守护者，他们本身就成了这片森林中最耀眼的风景。他们身上散发出的，不再仅仅是花香，而是整座森林的灵魂气息——深邃、神秘，令人心醉。
他们不再只是一支军团，他们是女王行走的力量，是森林流动的诗篇。
现在，是时候揭开传说的面纱了。
那位智慧、强大，能赋予万物新生的森林女王，正是我们为你献上的洗发产品。
而那支由她守护，因她而光彩照人、充满生命力的精灵军团，便是你最珍贵的秀发。
每一次洗礼，都是一次加冕。每一次呵护，都是一次赋能。