C2302 We Should be on the Same Side

There's not much in the silver moon.

A stone, a tree, a flower, a statue.

The stone was a Wind-Rain Lovesick Stone with a unique shape. Looking at the stone, one could see the countless flowers and snow in the world, the joys and sorrows coming together.

The tree looked at my divine willow. Its leaves were like smoke and water, fluttering in the wind