"The summer moon is bright and the autumn moon is clear and sparse, which one do you think I like more?"
"It's just you in this life."
…
"Is this your lover?"
"No... Yes, love"
"... Then I should congratulate you."
"Now I still like poetry, poetry, and the clear autumn moon, but some people are only suitable to stay in the past, aren't they?"
"Destined to part ways, he will only leave that version of himself to the past."
Intention: Life should be forward-looking