Only the Moonlight Disturbs People's Hearts

Who is he? Who is she? A recurring dream, a visit to a museum, the dream continues... "Beside the Sansheng Stone, I shed tears into Meng Po's soup. The past appears before my eyes. I don't want to meet you again in the next life." "I have been waiting for thousands of years, burning incense under the bodhisattva, sealing and painting, just to meet you again." [Note] The story is purely fictitious