The courtyard was surprisingly warm. In this kind of weather, the temperature had plunged dramatically; it even snowed yesterday. Yet, the open courtyard was wonderfully warm.
Four copper charcoal stoves had been set up, and all the doors to the rooms were open, allowing the warmth from inside to diffuse outwards. Consequently, the courtyard temperature reached over ten degrees, which was nothing short of a miracle. The daffodils on the flower rack couldn't withstand such warmth; their white and yellow petals bloomed vigorously and joyfully.
