C291 Life Is like Chess

In the early morning of Yanjing, in the courtyard of a large house in a suburb adjacent to the province, a large area of trees and flowers had been planted in a simple and unadorned courtyard. In this dry, low temperature, a large area of pine and cypress was still as green and verdant as ever. Two snow-white plums standing proudly in the wind, emitting fresh and delicate fragrance