The vast snow is set off by clusters of white plum trees, and there seems to be a faint fragrance floating between the noses. I gently put my hand on the branches, and the petals on the branches fall in the snow and sand, white as flakes of snow.

"Mengmei"

but his eyes couldn't help but fall on a small wooden card hanging on the trunk.

there are such petty bourgeoisie here I squatted down, picked up the little wooden card and carefully observed it. The wooden card was made of superior sandalwood, and the word "Mengmei" on it was also carved by someone. Only two words can show that...