I like this poem, it can be said that it was love at first sight.

This poem comes from the Song Dynasty poet Zhao Shixiu's "Passers-by": "It rains in Huangmei season, and the frogs in the grass pond are everywhere. When the appointment is made, knock on the chess pieces and drop the snuff. " These four poems describe the ancient people's leisurely waiting and completely forgetting their own interests.

This is an intoxicating picture: "it rains in Huangmei season, and I just have time to invite my friends to play chess;" When friends can't come, the poet wanders outdoors, listening to frogs singing leisurely by the pond, so there is a kind of peace that overflows into his heart with ripples; Pick up the chess pieces and play with yourself. The lamp is the only bystander. Snuff fell, and suddenly the light plated his figure. The poet looked up, and his face was full of leisure under the same bright eyes. "Waiting has been sublimated into a beautiful art by the poet.

Perhaps because I like playing chess, I always yearn for the artistic conception depicted in the poem. Unfortunately, the fast pace of modern life can no longer allow such scenes to reappear in reality. The scene of chess friends catching each other and killing each other is only in a corner of the park and a corner of the elderly activity room, which occasionally appears. As night falls, few people will stay at home and wait patiently for their friends. They are all very busy, for the sake of livelihood, vanity and petty profit. As a result, clever online game designers put the chessboard on the internet, and chess fans "talk" and "play" with strangers in the virtual space. Just click on a chess room in a game hall on weekends, where there are always a large number of die-hard chess fans fighting in the dark.

Modern people with "high efficiency" permeate the spirit of "quick victory" into all fields and carry it out to the end. When you are in a good mood, "don't go, fight until dawn." In a bad mood, I would rather punish points and simply quit, leaving the chess friends at the other end of the network speechless. However, it is so difficult to find a suitable chess player. I finally met a chess "master", but I was rejected by the sentence "The other side thinks your score is too low" and "The other side thinks your internet speed is too slow". The interest in waiting has also been replaced by several stereotyped tips, such as "Hurry up, I'll wait for the flowers to fade" and "Why is the connection disconnected again, and the network is so bad?" Waiting has lost its original flavor in the dictionary of modern people's life, which is almost equivalent to "pulling out the seedlings to encourage them" and "waiting for them". The carefree feelings that accompany waiting have also been forgotten by busy people in real life.

Looking around, how many of us can still immerse ourselves in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? How many people can appreciate the expressions in classical literature? How many people can be "quiet and far-reaching, indifferent to Zhi Ming"? Nowadays, we are surrounded by all kinds of cultural fast food. All kinds of cultural dealers sweep cultural products with excitement, passion and pleasure under the banner of meeting the spiritual needs of the audience. The seemingly prosperous cultural market has achieved amazing economic benefits. However, this kind of quick success and instant benefit has made the cultural taste of the whole society decline continuously.

Of course, we cannot and need not go back to the past. However, social development does not have to be at the expense of spiritual needs. I really hope that the artistic conception of "knocking on a chessboard and leaving a snuff" can reappear in modern life, and I also hope that the wisdom of the ancients will enable us to find a trace of clarity and calmness from impetuousness and boredom unconsciously.

Reciting such a beautiful sentence as "knocking on chess pieces and dropping snuff", I seem to find a kind of tranquility and leisure.