1. What are the words to describe the scene in which players play chess?
To meet the opponent, to be indifferent, to lose the rook to save the leader, to be indecisive, to strike from behind, to win by surprise, to survive from a desperate situation, to be confused by the authorities, Bystander Qing
1. Meet the opponent in chess
Pinyin: [ qí féng duì shǒu ]
Definition: meet: meet. Play chess and meet your opponent. It is a metaphor that both sides in the fight are equally capable.
Source "Jin Shu·Xie An Biography": "An Chang's chess is inferior to Xuan's; now Xuan is afraid of it, so he is his opponent, and he is invincible."
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Pinyin: [ bù xiāng shàng xià ]
Definition: Can’t distinguish between good and bad. The level of description is equivalent.
Source: "Supplement to the History of the Tang Dynasty" by Li Zhao of Tang Dynasty: "Zhenyuanzhong; brothers Yang and Mu; their character and spirit are about the same."
3. Lost the car Baoshuai
Pinyin: diū jū bǎo shuài
Explanation: A chess game tactic. It is a metaphor for sacrificing something more important to protect the most important thing.
Sentence examples: This is the way to lose your car to save your handsome man.
4. Undecided
Pinyin: [jǔ qí bù dìng]
Definition: Holding the chess pieces, I don’t know which move to make. It is a metaphor for being indecisive and unable to make up your mind.
Source: "Zuo Zhuan: The Twenty-Fiveth Year of Duke Xiang": "The chess player moves the chess to make a decision; no one can beat his opponent."
5. Strike later
Pinyin : [hòu fā zhì rén]
Definition: Fa: to initiate; Control: to control, to subdue. Wait for the opponent to make the first move, and then seize the opportunity to counterattack.
Source: "Xunzi·Yi Bing": "The last to attack; the first to arrive; this is the key to using troops."
6. Winning by surprise
Pinyin: [ chū qí zhì shèng ]
Definition: Qi: strange soldiers, strange tactics; system: uniform. Defeat the enemy with surprise troops. It is a metaphor for winning in unexpected ways.
Source: "Sun Tzu Zhi Pian": "Any fighter should use the right combination and win with the strange. Therefore, those who are good at surprising are as infinite as the heaven and the earth; as endless as the river."
7. Survive from a desperate situation
Pinyin: [ jué lù féng shēng ]
Definition: Describes finding a way out in the most dangerous time.
Source: Ming Dynasty Feng Menglong's "Warning Words: Gui Yuan's Repentance on Traveling Abroad": "As the saying goes, 'Auspicious people and gods can survive in desperate situations.'"
8. The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear
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Pinyin: [ dāng jú zhě mí, páng guān zhě qīng ]
Definition: The authority: the person who plays chess; the bystander: the person who watches chess. The person involved was confused by what happened, but the bystanders saw it clearly.
Source: "Old Tang Book·Yuan Xingchong Biography": "The authorities called it a mystery, and watched from the sidelines to see the trial." 2. Are there any poems about brother-sister love in Dream of Red Mansions
Two Songs for Brothers and Sisters
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The two sisters are growing up day by day, and the two servant girls are about to marry. I have been able to hold the treasure and untie my veil.
I miss the past when we were young, and we didn’t know how distant and close we were. From now on, I can start to get rid of hatred, and only when I wipe my tears can I be diligent.
My younger brother is still a child, and I don’t know him when he comes back. Although we are gradually getting used to living together, we still haven't found anyone when we meet.
It sounds like the language of Yue people, but it is very sweet and delicious food from the waterside. It is the most difficult to say goodbye to this, and the memories are left behind with all the tears.
Send my younger brothers and sisters home on New Year’s Eve
Tang Bai Juyi
I miss my younger brothers and sisters when the time comes, and I can’t sleep due to all kinds of worries.
After thousands of miles and years of separation, this one-night stand is lonely.
The appearance of illness is not the same as before, but the reflection is new and correct.
Sooner or later we will reunite, and we will grow up together.
Feelings for my brothers and sisters
Tang Shen Qianyun
Today’s spring is warm, and the east wind is blowing the apricot blossoms apart. The strength of the muscles has not been as good for a long time, but it is like a stone in a stream.
It is difficult to be sure of the immortality, and the lifespan is rarely over a hundred. In recent times, many people have been injured at a young age, and they are happy to see their temples turn white.
Among the bamboo trees and bamboo sticks, there are traces of Wan Wan’s old deeds. Little did he know that the owner of the forest garden was actually a guest of the forest garden.
Brothers can save half of it, but nothing is left to cherish the dead. There is no hope of seeing you again, and I look sadly at the pines and cypresses.
How many people can live together in flesh and blood, but they distance themselves as they grow older. Whoever has a temperament that is exempt from this will not agree with me.
I only miss you, and I comfort you day and night. This life is over, nothing else is suitable.
Sent to the Brothers and Sisters on the River
Xu Tang of the Tang Dynasty
Failure to return without success does not mean failure to seek return. Laolao Dengyun Road is better than guarding Diaoji.
In the wilderness, there are only a few, but in the poor sea, there are only a few letters. It is difficult to advance in isolation, and it is not only against fate.
3. What are the poems about "the consequences of losing friends"
1. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the Qingqiu Festival! ——Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Han Cicada's Sorrow"
Explanation: Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is separation, not to mention this bleak and desolate autumn, how can I bear the sorrow of separation!
2. Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. ——Gao Shi's "Two Songs of Farewell to Dong Da"
Explanation: Don't worry that the road ahead is bleak and you don't have a confidant. Who in the world doesn't know you?
3. The months are full of profits and losses, and the flowers are blooming and fading. I think of farewell as the most painful thing in life. ——Zhang Mingshan's "Putian Le·Yong Shi"
Explanation: The moon is full and missing, the flowers are blooming and withering, and I think that the most painful thing in life is to say goodbye.
4. Shei Lan sees off guests on Xianyang Road. If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old. ——He Zhu's "Traveling is Difficult: Binding the Tiger's Hand"
Explanation: The orchids that faded along the roadside wept as they sent me out of the capital. The sentient beings in the sky will grow old and I can't bear to open my eyes.
5. Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone. The world is unlimited. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. ——Li Yu "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"
Explanation: When the sun goes down, I lean on the railing on a high building and look into the distance, because I think of the infinite country I had in the past, and my heart will rise. Infinitely sad. It is easy to say goodbye to it, but very difficult to see it again.
6. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
Explanation: The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it's even harder to say goodbye when we say goodbye. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to end with the east wind, and the flowers are withered. Thanks, it’s even more sad.
7. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song/Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"
Explanation: I sincerely advise my friend to drink another glass of wine. It will be difficult to meet old relatives when you leave Yangguan to the west.
8. Only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like the fallen flowers shining on someone who has left. ——Zhang Bi's "Sending Someone"
Explanation: Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it shines on the falling flowers in the courtyard for those who leave.
9. The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"
Explanation: My old friend waved to me frequently and said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower. I went to Yangzhou in March when catkins were like smoke and flowers were blooming. tour.
10. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow. ——Fan Yun's "Farewell Poems"
Explanation: When I left last time, the snow fell like flowers. Now I come again, and the flowers bloom as white as snow.
11. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. ——Liu Yong, "The Bell in the Rain·The Sorrow of the Chilling Cicada"
Explanation: Holding hands and looking at each other, with tears streaming down their faces, they were speechless until the end, and thousands of words were choked in their throats.
12. Meeting and getting drunk is the prerequisite, and the wind and rain will disperse and drift away. ——Su Shi's "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Qixi Festival"
Explanation: Meeting each other today is fate in the previous life. Who knows where we are going after we part? 4. Looking for poems that describe the hardships of life
1. Shuhuai
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
If you have no green mountains in your eyes, what’s the point of not seeing the hair on your temples in the mirror? .
I just say that there is nothing to do in old age, but there will be more things to do in middle age.
Translation: I can see the green mountains with my eyes full, but I have no leisure to swim through them. The image of me in the mirror is already pale, and I feel helpless, so what can I do? When I was busy when I was young, I thought I would be relaxed and at ease when I get older, but now that I am middle-aged, I realize that there are more worldly things.
2. Partridge Sky · Another poem on the Chongjiu Banquet
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
If you have any leisure time, you can frown. The old man has no thoughts and feels sad. Hundreds of years have passed, and the flowers and shades have turned, and everything will be known by looking at the hair on the temples.
Pillow on the stream, chess among the bamboos. Afraid of finding wine company to lazily recite poems. He is very strong and strong, but only when he gets sick every now and then.
Translation: What is the reason for being so worried? Isn’t it because of the helplessness of old age and the miserable old age without any thoughts? A hundred years of life are just as erratic and hasty as the sunlight moving the shadows of flowers. Whenever I look in the mirror and see my temples turning gray, I feel even more discouraged and everything is in vain!
I come here every day just to drink drunkenly in Xitou and play chess in the bamboo forest to pass the leisure time. Where can I still have the old excitement of inviting friends to get drunk and compose and recite poems? Where is the spirit and spirit of the past that was fierce and competitive and unwilling to give up when others faced difficulties now? All that is left is the frailty at the beginning of a long-term illness!
3. Send a letter to Huang Jifu
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
I live in Beihai and Nanhai, and I can't thank you for sending a letter to Huang. A cup of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years.
There are only four walls to run a household, but there are only three walls to cure diseases. I imagine my head has turned white when I read, and the ape across the stream is crying because of the miasma of vines in the stream.
Translation: I live on the northern coast, and you live on the southern coast. You want to ask the swan geese to pass the message, but it cannot fly to Hengyang. Back then, I watched the peach and plum blossoms and drank fine wine under the spring breeze. I was in a state of decline. It has been ten years since we parted ways. I often looked at the lonely lamp, listened to the autumn rain, and missed you.
You only have four empty walls to support your livelihood, so it’s so difficult.
The ancients became good doctors after breaking their arms three times, but I hope you don't do this. I wish you were poor, self-sufficient and studying hard, but now your hair has turned white. Across the mountain stream full of miasma, apes are wailing and clinging to the ivy in the deep forest.
4. Noon Pillow
Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi
Hundreds of years of spring dreams have gone away, and the flute will no longer be played here. The weeds return their flowers and fall, and the songbirds return each other's milk.
The old path is buried and a new path is opened, and Zhu Hujian sees the painting building at an angle. If you want to drink a cup without a partner, it makes you sad to see the rise and fall.
Translation: Although the dream was short-lived when I woke up, it seemed like a hundred years had passed. I could only stay in the dream without the magic of gods. The wild grass and flowers are blooming and falling, but the singing doves are still feeding each other.
The old path has been covered by weeds, so another path can only be found. The crooked vermilion gate can vaguely see the sculpture gallery and painting building behind it. I wanted to have a drink, but regretted that there was no one to drink with me. I could only look at the decadent scene in front of me and lament that things and people have changed, and I felt sad for a while.
5. Miscellaneous Poems
Wei and Jin: Tao Yuanming
Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. Scattered and turned around by the wind, this is no longer the case.
We are brothers, why should we be close by flesh and blood! Have fun and have fun, fight and drink with your neighbors.
The prime years will never come again, and the morning will never come again. Be encouraged in time, time waits for no one.
Translation: Life has no roots in the world, drifting like dust on the road. Life is drifting with the wind. This body has gone through many hardships and is no longer what it used to be. Everyone in the world should be regarded as brothers. Why should biological brothers be able to have a blind date?
When you encounter something pleasant, you should have fun, and if you have wine, invite your neighbors to drink. Once youth has passed, it cannot come back again, and you will never see the second sunrise in a day. You should encourage yourself when you are young and strong. Time passes by and does not wait for others. 5. Poems describing a loving father
I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me.
"The Book of Songs" Without a father, who can be a parent, and without a mother, who can rely on? "The Book of Songs" The virtue of the father is the inheritance of the son. The word Yan means that parents are of high moral character and their children are well-educated.
"Couplet of Proverbs" If you have children, don't be happy; if you don't have children, don't lament. 〖Tang〗Han Yu People think that boys and girls are good, but they don’t know that boys and girls make people grow old.
〖Tang〗Wang Jian Parents are the best in the world; brothers are the rarest people in the world. "Proverbs Lian Bi" As a parent, the best thing in the world is as a child; as a child, the best thing in the world is filial piety.
"Proverbs Lian Bi" My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, livestock me, grew me, nurtured me, took care of me and restored me. "The Book of Songs" If the father is unkind, the son will be unfilial; if the elder brother is not a friend, the younger brother will be disrespectful; if the husband is unjust, the wife will be disobedient.
〖Southern and Northern Dynasties〗Yan Zhitui In life, there are no virtuous fathers and brothers, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song Dynasty] Written by Lu Gong: What my parents want to do, I will continue to describe; what my parents value, I will be affectionate to.
"Lianbi of Proverbs" Lu You "Watching Village Children Playing on the Stream" After the rain, the water of the stream sweeps across the embankment and is flat, and I leisurely watch the village children playing their late love. The bamboo horse rushes away, and the paper kite dominates the wind.
In the third winter, he temporarily studied as a Confucian scholar, while Qian Ou still worked as a farmer for his father. Those who are illiterate enough to be able to pay for taxes and servitude do not need to work hard to gain fame. "Bei Guo Xian Si" There is green grass in front of the mountains and behind the mountains, and the door is still closed when going out all day long.
Every time I think about my flesh and blood, I come to see the wild man pity his descendants. After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices! "Shi'er" A poem to worship my father. On the third day of the first month of Gengchen, the fifth anniversary of my father's death, I paid homage at home, and with emotion in my heart, I wrote a poem along with it: The incense sticks are hanging up, and my heart is sad; the cigarette smoke is lingering, and my mouth is hard to speak. It has been five years since I left, but it seems like a thousand years since I have been thinking about you.
When I think about it, I can't help but feel sad; when I think about it, I can't stop crying. When you shout, you don't hear your response; when you cry, you don't hear your words.
Recalling the past, I once stepped on the shadow of the moon; thinking about the past, I once stepped on the dawn. Stepping on the shadow of the moon, Tianhe has long been bathed in beauty; stepping on the dawn, the skirts of clothes are still exposed to frost.
If you are accustomed to hard work, you will be busy running around all day long; if you are honest and honest, you will rarely find peace in your life. It's a pity that I have never left the countryside in my life; it's a pity that I have become irreversibly ill from overwork.
Under the moonlight, the whole family talks and laughs happily; in life, they always teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is that the moans lingering in my stomach on the hospital bed; I am so regretful that my brother passed away in his sleep.
From now on, you and I have different paths, whispering and whispering in the wind; the world is blurred, and we look for each other in dreams. It's so sad, it's so painful, a few tears gathered into the water of the Dragon River.
It is so sad that the cry spreads all over the nine heavens.
Let the wheels of time roll back and forth on your thin body, let the burden of life press tightly on your scarred shoulders, and you will continue to walk on the bumpy road silently and persistently without any regrets or regrets. Your son is the hope of your life. It is the support of your soul for countless miserable days. You have given your son the silent teachings. You have opened up the road of life for your son with your eternal persistence. Father, my son is the sail of hope you set out, and you are that The river that carries my life. Father, you are the sea. If you are the sea, let me ride on the wings of seagulls and kiss the clouds in the blue sky. Cut out a piece of sunshine and depict the blueprint in your heart. If you are the sea, please let me board the ship that travels far away. I will Playing with the fish will fold your expectations and my helplessness into a sailboard that breaks the waves and catches the wind. All the barriers will disappear in the distance between the sea and the sky. The song of Polygonum Si will not become the paradise of pursuit. On the coast of the New World, I will definitely take yours. The seeds of hope are sown, no matter whether the branches and leaves are lush tomorrow, I am the daughter of the sea. Your sea is always full of affectionate longing for windy days. Your strong and strong arms lift me up to the vast sky to accept the care of the sun. Even if I am myself It turns into smoke and disappears to pay tribute to my father. My father has worked hard all his life. You have only one belief. Seeking happiness for your children is precisely because of your hard work. The family is harmonious and happy. Life is getting better day by day. Maybe only mother is good in the world. Not many people are calling for it because It is undeniable that father's contribution to the family is no less than that of mother. In real society, father is the source of family income. He silently supports the whole family without any complaints. In the eyes of fathers in the world, nothing is more important than the family that relies on him, so As a father, he is destined to work hard all his life for the comfort and happiness of his family members. What a respectable and great father. There is no love in the world more selfless than father's love. Father's Day is here, express your sincere love to our father. Father, hazy time, father. It's a big mountain sitting on his shoulder, and he can always see far, far away. When he was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine. Only then did he realize that my weight is so heavy, so heavy. But now, father, you are a deep poem, son. Reading silently, tears gently flowing to my father, a blue sky, a distant green sky, a green mysterious mountain, a tranquil and deep vast land, full of vitality, all living beings, what a harmonious opportunity between man and nature, the ridges in the fields are beautiful musical notation, and the grains are dancing in the wind. The nine-melody mountain road is the string of heaven and earth. It is the string of heaven and earth that is plucked by the light steps of fathers. What pops up is actually the swan song of life. Sweat rushes in the canal dug by the years and stirs the waves of development. The protruding veins are made of strength. The spirit of the Great Wall and the Foolish Old Man who moved the mountains extends from here. The moonlight nourishes this quiet night. The running water in front of the room takes away all the fatigue. I touch the peace in the snoring and feel the light of the white hair in the mirror. The years of my father's being blocked by the wind and rain are engraved in Wisdom and life are deeply outlined on my father's forehead. My father's grace is no longer there. The traces of his passing have covered the ground with dead leaves and luxuriant grass. They have long since disappeared. Why are the years so fleeting? I remember that evening when my father carried me with him. I looked at the setting sun with my little hands, and the sky was dyed with red clouds. It was like my father was expecting a dream of mine. I felt guilty and dared not look directly into my father’s expectant eyes. The vast clouds seemed like my father’s deep love for me. I was so happy that I wanted to cry. When I was young, my father always said to me: I am the big tree and you are the little tree. Now that I have grown up, the little tree wants to say to my father: You will always be my big tree. My father touches the railings of the city and stands looking at the fragrance of his hometown. The soil reminds me of my father who walked on the soil thousands of mountains away. At that time, my father walked like the wind, changing various hoeing postures and approaching the soil with farm tools. He loved the soil and kissed us as we rolled across the fields in March. In those days, My not-so-luxurious poems grew in the fields, one by one, over my father's head and standing in the shape of my father. It was my father's wish for me for many years. I had been away from home for many years. A hunchbacked figure stood vividly in my mind, holding a shining sickle in his hand. In September, when I stood on the golden field ridges in September and wrote blessings to my father, they said the wind could crack stones and they said it rained.