Once, a woman asked me if I had a dream.
Looking into her bright eyes, I picked up the chess pieces and told her my dream. The woman curled her lips after hearing this: "I don't like your dream."
"Oh? Why?" I was very surprised.
"Your dream is too false. The most difficult thing to understand in this world is the human heart. Everyone in the world has become a gentleman. Every day when you go out and meet people, you look like a smiling gentleman. How is this different from those trees, flowers and plants without spiritual consciousness?"
I chuckled and looked into her smart eyes: "Hey, then tell me about your dream?"
He saw her holding her chin up with her hands and looking at the board full of chess pieces: "In my dream, there are only two people!" Seeing her pick up two pieces, one black and one white, she continued: "One is me."
"Is the other one your opponent?" I interrupted her, looking at the black and white pieces in her hand with a smile, and couldn't figure out how she could use these two chess pieces, which can only be opposites, as a metaphor.
"That's not true! The other one must be someone I can be in love with forever!"