Under the ancient Eastern sky, the meeting of the moon and the stars is a dialogue that spans thousands of years. The bright moon hangs high, casting a cold, silvery glow, as picturesque as a poem; the stars twinkle, emitting a mysterious shimmer, as illusory as a dream. One is still, the other dynamic; one is cool, the other warm. Complementing each other, they form the most harmonious balance in the universe.