The moon waxes and wanes,
The flowers are in full bloom but are still flying——
It turns out that moonlight is their only source of life and hope. However, that kind of looking up is similar to a person's life, and there must be some reason and obsession.
Desert Snow, this is the name she lovingly gave them.
Blooming in despair, the flower of hatred as cold as ice and snow!
Many years later, a woman picked the petals and brought them from the remote and barren Orados to the smoke-filled Guanzhong Plain——
Tribes, secret wars between warlords, strategies, Buddhist chants, hidden fog in Begonia, obsession with love and hate, forgetfulness, redemption, endless life...