The yin and yin of summer wood eliminate wind and inflammation,

The cicadas are clamoring to wake people up.

Sitting on the building to watch the mist and rain,

Lying next to the stream, listening to the sound of frogs.

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Chess, no regrets when making a move. If a game of chess is like fighting on the battlefield, that game of Go will undoubtedly be a lifetime.

If you leave a "qi", you will still have anger. If you put a "eye" in a staggered way, you can monitor what others do.

No matter the period is full of dangers and excellence, it is neither winning or losing nor ending; no matter winning or losing, it is a game and a lifetime.

Carefully plan every move and walk every step of your life carefully; since you have no regrets when you make a move, there is no regret when you end.

The more people who watch chess, the more they look at this chess, the less they are the simple black and white on the surface; the more people who play chess play, the more they can feel the complex and complex truth and falsehood in this chess, life and death.

Jiuzhou is still young and has never learned chess. Maybe he has no feelings for life, but he is fascinated by watching it, and soon he is immersed in this world built by a mere chess game.

The two children were like an old monk entering into meditation, playing chess without any distraction. The mosquitoes surrounded them, and they didn't feel anything, and they were still doing what they were doing.

Until later, the elderly around them became anxious and helped them drive away mosquitoes from left to right and spray them with flower dew.

The two children were still playing chess slowly, pondering for a while, clamping the chess pieces with their index fingers and middle fingers, and then putting them down naturally and lightly, with a very elegant posture.

No matter how much Jiuzhou is involved in watching chess, the heat of summer and the coolness under the shade of trees really makes people feel sleepy.

These two children played Go for two or three hours but still had no win or loss, which was quite good. As for the people watching chess around them, they could not stand it and then read it. If they were really interested, they would ask Sanliang to watch it.

Xia Zhi nodded as he saw Jiuzhou sleepless, but he still wanted to cheer up and finish the game of chess played by the two children, and he was very helpless.

As for Jiuzhou, he supported his upper and lower eyelids and did not want to let himself fall asleep. Later, one eye was closed and two hands supported the eyelids of one eye.

Perhaps Duke Zhou really wanted to chat with Jiuzhou, but Jiuzhou still fell asleep and leaned on Xia Zhi's arm and slept soundly.

Seeing this, Xia Zhi picked up Jiuzhou and flew into the sky, thinking of finding a place for Jiuzhou to rest well.

At this time, Jiuzhou did not see Duke Zhou in his dream, but instead saw Go pieces as tall as him. He seemed to have come back and walked in the sky.

And I felt like I was trapped in a maze in this chessboard where I had many pieces, and I didn’t know how to get out.

Fortunately, Jiuzhou saw a twinkling light lit up in nine of the places, which was where "Tianyuan" and the Eight Stars were.

Following these nine starlights, Jiuzhou distinguished the direction. The gap between the chess pieces was not wide. Jiuzhou had to touch the chess piece next to him. For some reason, the chess piece was quite hot.

As Jiuzhou walks, there will always be times when you go in the wrong direction and cannot go out. So you remember the fork in the road, and fortunately, when you go in the wrong direction, you will turn to the right route.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak, hesitate...squeak...squeak..."

Jiuzhou was worried about how to record the road he had walked, and he heard the irritating sound that was simply annoying when he heard this cycle.

"Shh!" Jiuzhou raised his index finger with his right hand and pressed it against his lips, trying to tell the sound to be quieter.

Seeing Jiuzhou frowning while sleeping, Xia Zhi still asked: "Jiuzhou, what's wrong?"

"Hmm?" Kyushu woke up.

"Squeak, Squeak..."

"It's nothing, it's just..." Just as I was about to say that I dreamed of a noisy voice in my dream, Jiuzhou discovered the "culprit" who woke him up.

The "culprit" is now chirping on the tree.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Jiuzhou laughed: "So it's a cicada!"

"Sister Xia Zhi, that chess game... Hum? Is it going to rain?" Jiuzhou, who was about to ask the winner of the chess game in Xia Zhi, saw that the sky was cloudy, so he changed the question he was about to leave.

Xia Zhi smiled and joked: "Well, while you are asleep, I have to do some serious things."

Jiuzhou's little face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed.

Soon, Hugo fell, and the hot weather was calmed down a lot. The crickets that were just scattered were also stopped because of the rain, killing two birds with one stone.

Only then did Jiuzhou have the time to pay attention to where he is: this place is a high pavilion by the river, and now thin and dense silver threads are hanging under the blue-gray eaves, which makes it look like a curtain together.

Sitting on the second floor of the shelf, leaning against the beauty, looking at the ripples caused by raindrops in the lake not far away, and were dispersed by the next drop.

The willow branches of the willow trees by the river flutter, sometimes hanging softly in the water, maybe washing long hair or washing fresh gauze.

Such a quiet scene, only the sound of raindrops falling, is really unwilling to break it. It seems that the sound of shutters taking out a camera to take a photo is a blasphemy.
Chapter completed!