Cooking the Full Moon on a White Night

The rain in Junji Mountain has been falling for three generations, and the moon in Donghuang Daze has waxed and waned. In the first life, she was a mortal making tea, waiting for someone who would never look back; in the second life, her name was Su Su, and she used her tears to water the peach blossoms; in the third life, she finally forgot the pain, but still remembered the way the flowers bloomed. When the three thousand flowers had fallen, she looked up - it turned out that he was also standing under the tree.