Time is like a chessboard. Although the chessboard is small, it shows that thousands of troops attack the city and plunder the land. Life is like a chess piece, but it can be deafening and earth-shattering.
Things are impermanent, all on the chessboard. One soldier and one pawn is the beauty of Chu River. Life, the trip to Chu and Han is just a choice and ending between one advance and one retreat. Maybe one move is to turn the world upside down.
All life is like a mess, because birth means a certain layout and situation. The gap and difference between families and regions, the wonder and magic of fate and encounter, that is to say, the arrangement, rise and pattern of this game have already been arranged and positioned.
Perhaps each set of works is a masterpiece of the will of the Buddha or the hand of God. We are like a monk halfway, we can only passively embrace our own fragments, bend down to pick up those fragments, and then rush to the future.
Maybe we have the aura of a general, cars that can run wild, and horses that can jump around; Maybe we only have guards, and then we have brave soldiers and elephants on the battlefield. Maybe we haven't even seen a single soldier except the chessboard in the Chu River and Han Dynasty.
However, regardless of the geometry and color of military power, life has no choice but to start over. Perhaps the endgame is not ideal and powerful enough, but we can still change our destiny, pattern and situation and actively create a new self and a new future through hard work and struggle the day after tomorrow.
Although it is only the endgame, we don't know how many and what kind of opponents we will meet in the turbulent, unpredictable and bittersweet confrontation and game. They may fight with us at any time.
I don't know how many insiders (family, friends, colleagues, etc.) ) and outsiders (bystanders, passers-by, etc. ) will restrict and control me. After all, real gentlemen are always few and far between, and the legendary swordsman and pointing out the country are, after all, most people's hobbies and shows off.
In addition, there are many distractions and influences of anxiety and emotion, frustration and complacency, which may unconsciously change the position and direction of the chess pieces in our hands.
Whether happy or unwilling, whether smiling or resisting, the only thing we can do as chess players is to face and change with our own courage, wisdom, sweat and struggle. As for the so-called result and ending, leave it to the Buddha or God to sketch or describe it.
Some people play bad cards with good hands, while others play bad cards with bad hands. Just like this mess, no one can be sure. The soldiers who can only enter but can't retreat will be completely annihilated, and eventually they will achieve the king's demeanor and triumph.
On the journey of life, there are always many black and white, turning and inadvertently, just like chess pieces in our hands, sometimes they are sharp weapons for charging, and sometimes they are obstacles to progress. The quality of the endgame only represents the present and the beginning, and cannot fully express and affirm its future and prospect.
Since you can't choose and change your background, it's better to calm down, ponder, analyze and plan these pieces in your hands. Maybe they are rising stars or latecomers, and the world has its name.
Time is endless, life is not fixed, and the world of mortals changes rapidly. Life is wandering or running around in it, and only after such a mess can we see the true colors of heroes clearly.
Time is like a chessboard, life is like a chess piece, and we are all chess players. Sketching or painting the scenery of the Chu River and Hanshui River, you and I are both insiders.
Only when you become a general can you know who the ultimate winner of the endgame is. Chagrin or smile is the final reward and feedback of chess.