1. Verses about Go
A word about winning or losing is not true, and the fragrant tea is sold before it is still wandering around.
To predict the current rise and fall, you need to ask the indifferent onlookers. .
After a game of chess, the fingers are slightly cool, and the spring flowers have fallen away and the fragrance of the chrysanthemums has disappeared.
Don’t waste time laughing at the lines. What in the world is not busy?
Chess Wang Anshi
Don't let drama disturb the true feelings, and just let it happen and say I win.
After the battle, the two dows are divided into white and black. How can there be any loss in one pile?
Two Wonders on the Pond by Bai Juyi
The mountain monks sat facing each other at chess, with the clear shade of bamboo on the board;
No one could see the shadow of the bamboo, and every now and then the sound of a move could be heard.
Playing Chess on a Moonlit Night by Luo Qilan
When the rhyme is separated by the shadow of the banana, the chess flourishes in the middle of the moon.
Black and white remain the same, but profits and losses change repeatedly.
Deep thoughts turn to doubts, and Jingjizi is silent.
When the game is over, the sky will dawn, and the remaining stars will be numbered. 2. Are there any poems about Go?
Go contains the traditional culture and essence of ancient China, and Go poems also have unique charm.
Famous poets of all ages have left many well-known masterpieces for future generations. Zhao Xiushi's Go poems of the Song Dynasty are well-known because of their fresh artistic conception: It rains every house during the Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall. Two Go poems written by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty as a gift to Wang Feng, the national player at that time, were delicate and touching: I sent Wang Feng, the national player, jade-patterned catalpas all the way, and it is best to have bamboo raindrops on the eaves.
The thin shape disappears, the spring spring grows, and the wild fire burns. Defending the road is like Zhou Fuzhu, fighting fiercely does not envy Huo Piao and Yao.
The seventy-thousand-year-old will be updated, and the sub-period will disappear in the game. Re-delivering quatrains and exquisite art like a king, there are few people in the world, and there are no idlers like me in the world.
Farewell to the bamboo window on a snowy night, a lamp illuminates the picture of Wu. Poet Du Fu's Go poems are full of rich flavor of life. Jiangcun Qingjiang has a song hugging the village, and Changxia Jiangcun everything is quiet.
The swallows on the beams come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other. The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the child knocks needles to make a fishing hook.
Many diseases require only medicine, what more can a tiny body need? Bai Juyi's Go poem is cool and picturesque: Two mountain monks sit facing each other on the pond, and the bamboo on the board is clear.
No one can see Yingzhu, and every now and then the sound of a child is heard. Meng Jiao's Go poems are like the essence of immortality: in one day, the world of immortality will be poor and the world will be poor for thousands of years.
If the double chess game is not completed, everything is empty. When the woodcutter returns home, his ax will die in the wind.
Only the remaining stone bridge is there, still standing over Ling Danhong. Fan Zhongyan's poem about Go in the Song Dynasty can be compared to the general who goes out of the country to give a chess piece to the emperor.
Maintain the right of life and death quietly, and closely observe the principles of safety and danger. The victory is like a cloud, and the enemy is like a mountain.
When Qin Shizhen broke through, all the princes were invincible. When the Han Dynasty is in danger, the unexpected soldiers turn their backs.
The situation is irresistible, and the Guanhe River is constantly changing both inside and outside. The spring days in Nanxuan are long, and the national players are happy with each other.
Mount Tai does not hinder the eyes, and thunder does not pass through the ears. A son is worth a thousand gold, and a journey is worth a thousand miles.
Thinking deeply into the spirit, the changes can be imagined. For people who are tied to success or failure, I am the history of chess.
Ouyang Xiu's Go poem has a strange conception: In a dream, I was playing the flute on a cold night, with thousands of mountains and moons, and the dark road was charming with hundreds of flowers. After playing chess, I don’t know how people have changed. When I’m in the wine market, I feel helpless and homesick.
Wang Anshi’s poem about Go shocked everyone: Don’t let the game interfere with your true feelings in chess, and just let it happen and you will win. After the battle, the two dows are divided into white and black. How can there be any loss in one penny?
Playing Chess and Daoyuan to Caotang Temple. The north wind blows and no one can come out. You can sit down and play Chess with you. It was not too late to invest in the Ming Dynasty, and he no longer wrote poems.
Su Dongpo’s Go poem is bold and unrestrained: Watching chess in front of Wulao Peak, at the White Crane Ruins. The garden is shaded by long pine trees, and the wind and sun are clear and beautiful.
When I travel alone, I don’t meet anyone. Whoever plays chess is an outsider.
If you don’t hear people’s voices, you will always hear the sound of falling stones. Wen Ping sits opposite, who cares about this taste?
Fishing with an empty hook is not for bream and carp. The child took a shortcut and peeled off the letter finger.
Winning is a joy, defeat is also a joy. You are free to travel and have a good chat.
In Lu You’s Go Poem Game, he met a Taoist man on the lake in the world, cursed and sang songs for a long time, but every time he said a word, he was transcendent. He who clears a hundred games without an opponent and loses a thousand clocks is a master of wine.
The meeting in Baxia is like yesterday, and the meeting in Shanyin is also a predestined relationship. Think carefully and humiliate Mr. Friend, you have lived up to your expectations for twenty years.
Tang Bohu's Go poems in the Ming Dynasty are refreshing and joyful. Two of the four painting poems are surrounded by trees and springs. The day long comes here to have fun, and the opponent beats the catalpa tree in a game.
Xu Wenchang's Go poems show the ever-changing situation: "The king's quality is dead, but the woodcutter is dead, and the woodcutter is dead, and the woodcutter is dead, and the grass and mountains are blooming for a moment." Five hundred years have passed since one game of chess, and the Immortal family has not had much time left.
Yuan Mu's poem about Go in the Qing Dynasty has a deep and long-lasting friendship: Sending Xia Shang to Jiujiang Xinjiang Yangzhou to watch the moonlight, who knows that in a blink of an eye, he writes about the Western Expedition. I don't know when I will make another move, but I am afraid of hearing the sound of falling pieces on the autumn vine.
Ji Xiaolan's poem on Go is profound: the question about the game of Eight Immortals and the two outsiders in the game are still thinking about winning and losing. It's like a stubborn immortal and an idiot, and a butterfly sleeps deeply in the spring breeze. 3. Poems about Go
Zhao Xiushi’s Go poems in the Song Dynasty are well-known because of their fresh artistic conception: Make an appointment It rains every house during the Huangmei season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.
I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I just knocked the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall. Two Go poems written by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty as a gift to the then national player Wang Feng were delicate and touching: A gift to the national player Wang Feng. The jade patterned catalpas are scattered all the way, and the bamboos are the most suitable for raindrops on the eaves.
The thin shape disappears, the spring spring grows, and the wild fire comes. Defending the road is like Zhou Fuzhu, fighting fiercely does not envy Huo Piao and Yao.
The seventy-thousand-thousand-year-old will be updated in the year, and the sub-period will disappear in the game. Re-deliver the quatrains: There are few people in the world like you who have great skills, but there are no idlers like me in the world.
Farewell to the bamboo window on a snowy night, a lamp illuminates the picture of Wu. Poet Du Fu's Go poems are full of rich flavor of life. Jiangcun The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and the Changxia River Village is quiet.
The swallows on the beams come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other. The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the child knocks needles to make a fishing hook.
Many diseases require only medicine, what else can a tiny body need? Bai Juyi's poem about Go is cool and picturesque: Two unique skills on the pond. The mountain monks sit facing each other on the chessboard. The bamboo on the board is clear and clear.
No one can see the Yingzhu, but every now and then I can hear the sound of a child. Meng Jiao's Go poem is like the spirit of immortality: "Lanke Shi" In the immortal world, one day will lead to a thousand years of poverty in the human world.
If the double chess game is not completed, everything is empty. When the woodcutter returns home, his ax will die in the wind.
Only the remaining stone bridge is there, still standing over Ling Danhong. Fan Zhongyan's Go poems in the Song Dynasty can be compared to the general going out to the fortress to give the chess piece to the person who meets the gods and delivers the purpose of this chess piece.
Maintain the right of life and death quietly, and closely observe the principles of safety and danger. The victory is like a cloud, and the enemy is like a mountain.
When Qin Shizhen broke through, all the princes were invincible. When the Han Dynasty is in danger, the unexpected soldiers turn their backs.
The situation is irresistible, and the Guanhe River is constantly changing both inside and outside. The spring days in Nanxuan are long, and the national players are happy with each other.
Mount Tai does not hinder the eyes, and thunder does not pass through the ears. A son is worth a thousand gold, and a journey is worth a thousand miles.
Thinking deeply into the spirit, the changes can be imagined. For people who are tied to success or failure, I am the history of chess.
Ouyang Xiu's Go poem has a strange conception: written in a dream. The flute is played in the cool night and the moon is shining over thousands of mountains. The dark road is charming with hundreds of flowers. After playing chess, I don’t know how people have changed. When I’m in the wine market, I feel helpless and homesick.
Wang Anshi’s Go poems shocked everyone: Don’t let drama disturb your true feelings in chess, and just let it happen and you will win. After the battle, the two dows are divided into white and black. How can there be any loss in one penny?
Playing chess with Daoyuan to Caotang Temple. The north wind blows and no one can go out. You can sit down and play chess with you. It was not too late to invest in the Ming Dynasty, and he no longer recited poems.
Su Dongpo's Go poem is bold and unrestrained: Watching chess. In front of Wulao Peak, there is the Baihe Ruins. The garden is shaded by long pine trees, and the wind and sun are clear and beautiful.
When I travel alone, I don’t meet anyone. Whoever plays chess is an outsider.
If you don’t hear people’s voices, you will always hear the sound of falling stones. Wen Ping sits opposite, who cares about this taste?
Fishing with an empty hook is not for bream and carp. The child took a shortcut and peeled off the letter finger.
Winning is a joy, defeat is also a joy. You are free to travel and have a good chat.
Lu You’s Go Poem Game in the World. I met a Taoist man on the lake. He cursed and sang songs for a long time, but every time he said a word, he was transcendent. He who clears a hundred games without an opponent, and who pours out a thousand pieces of chess is a master of wine.
The meeting in Baxia is like yesterday, and the meeting in Shanyin is also a predestined relationship. If you think about it carefully and humiliate me, Mr. Friend, you have lived up to your expectations in the past twenty years.
The day long comes here for leisure and fun, and the opponent beats the catalpa tree in a round.
Xu Wenchang's Go poems show the ever-changing situation: The title of "The King's Bad Game" is leisurely watching a few moves, and the grass and mountains are blooming for a moment. Five hundred years have passed since one game of chess, and the Immortal family has not had much time left.
Yuan Mu's poem about Go in the Qing Dynasty has a deep and long-lasting friendship: Sending Xia Shang to Jiujiang Looking at the bright moon in Yangzhou, New China, who knows that in a blink of an eye, he is writing about the Western Expedition. I don't know when I will make another move, but I am afraid of hearing the sound of falling pieces on the autumn vine.
Ji Xiaolan's poem on Go is profound: In the title "Eight Immortals Playing the Game", the two in and out of the game are pondering, just like the winning mentality in the world. It's like a stubborn immortal and an idiot, and a butterfly sleeps deeply in the spring breeze. 4. Verses related to Go
1. I have been sitting hard and hiding my impetuous heart, and I have a good chance of winning if I am elegant and romantic. Unlike Sun Wu who was so deceitful, he was upright and natural.
2. Recalling the old white door, farewell to you in the wind and snow. After nine years of re-training, everyone in the world is flying. The enemy knows where he is, and all the old men are old. From the teacher's point of view, no one can compete with anyone in the same game.
3. In one day in the fairy world, a thousand years in the world will be poor. Even if the game of double chess is not completed, everyone will be left empty-handed. When a woodcutter returns home, his ax can be broken by the wind. Only Shiqiao is there, and Ling Danhong is alone.
4. The rhyme of banana yin is divided, and the chess is born in the middle of the moon. Black and white remain the same, but profits and losses change repeatedly. Thoughts turn deep into confusion, and Jingjizi is silent. The game is over and the sky is about to dawn, and the remaining stars are numbered.
5. Life is like a game of chess, winning every game is nothing special. It's okay to lose by a few points to me. It's not too late to let him do both. Don't worry about victory or defeat, and don't rely on divine power to fight. It is better to lie in ambush than to rest a horse. The king of the heart is always Zhan, who is Mani.
6. Understanding the mechanism early is due to cold eyes. The most critical place for people is more shocking than the situation. Zhang Bulin rushed to the sea, but Chen Gong was late to see what happened. It is clear that I am here, but I am not willing to tell you. Kenshe is not weak, and he will get injured easily if he fights too much. There is room in the middle, so why settle for the side?
7. Don’t praise your unique skills to others, otherwise your new trends will be missed by a dime. After the game, the children are free to count the pieces, wondering who will win or lose?
8. Who can rely on the gains and losses of Xuanhuang? The top grade is recommended by national players. Everyone is fair and fair, and Liu Wuxing is the right player in Go.
9. The lonely withered scales are ringing, and the Qinhuai autumn is old and cold. In the cool sky, the shadow of a white-headed lamp is reflected in the remains of a game of chess.
10. The first level of Go is known to have passed the literary age. It's worth Sanqu City, and it's a ship thousands of miles away. I'd rather be worried about the ax being rotten than letting the lights go sideways. Relying on this book of Heluo, I asked you if this is not the case?
11. The two armies set up double camps to face the enemy, and used the divine opportunity to decide life and death. Thousands of miles of frontiers are closed, and the iron horses are relaxed, and the waves of the river move the golden soldiers. Concubine Yu sings and dances and mourns, and the Han generals raise their banners to the city of Chu. After all the excitement and planning have been exhausted, the chessboard is covered with shadows of trees and flowers.
12. Count the dead woodcutter trees and flowers in the grass and mountains for a moment. Five hundred years have passed since one game of chess, and the Immortal family has not had much time left.
13. The day is clear for Go, and the breeze is blowing when you play chess. The magic mechanism is unknown to everyone, and it is surprising when it works wonderfully. In my old sky, there are white men and women. Sit back and read several wins and losses, and watch closely the rise and fall. The heroes of ancient and modern times have strategies similar to chess. The final laugh made Bai Yunfei startle.
14. If you watch chess in the wrong direction, your family will be waiting for a living. How can one game last for thousands of years, it should be the immortal man's last move.
15. The winner is already known, and a surprise soldier emerges from the hall. A happy smile in the catalpa tree does not hinder Dongshan's pretentiousness.
16. Everyone is good at chess, but I alone cannot. Just sit back and watch the victory or defeat. How can you tell the difference between black and white? His wisdom is strange and deceitful, his intentions are dangerous and treacherous. Sigh or on a scale, the two of them fight all day long.
17. The will to fight has not been lost, but the desire to win or lose is unforgettable. A mysterious road, no one is looking for it.
18. Three hundred and sixty roads, there is a way to master them. The sun and moon are hidden in countless numbers, and they move the universe. The opponent knows he is the enemy, but his defeat is overturned. Fraud and greed are easy to lose, but benevolence and persistence will last forever. As long as the child is used lightly, there is no need to talk about the full effect. It is better to surrender and be surrounded than to be surrounded. Even if the four directions are exhausted, I would rather be respected in the same belly. It's okay to watch, but the authorities are angry. I am ashamed of Zhongfu Xin, and I am almost in danger of the great vassal. Sitting back and watching success or failure, it is safe not to be frightened.
19. Occasionally, when there is no official business, we talk about war and chess at the table. The heart is like a spider's silk floating in the blue sky, and the body is like a dead branch transformed into a beetle. A sincere man in eastern Hunan is willing to die, but the world can still be divided. Who said that my disciple still loves the sun and watches the setting of the moon without knowing it?
20. The cool night is playing the flute, the moon is shining over thousands of mountains, and the dark road is charming with hundreds of flowers. After playing chess, I don’t know how the world has changed. When I’m drinking, I feel helpless and homesick.
21. The two gentlemen in the bamboo forest meditated all day long. The two were speechless at the end, each with his or her own intention. Relying on strength will lead to failure, but defending one's points will not lead to intrusion. When it comes to planning and planning, the vast ocean is not yet deep.
22. Whoever is my opponent in Haidong will return to Yingdaogu. New trends are spreading under the bridge, and old trends are being overturned in the boat. The sun and moon return to poverty and desolation, and the accumulation of water carries the world. The motherland has been separated for many years, and the mulberry fields are gone again.
23. When you return to work in a foreign country, you will be stationed in a separate grave. There is no dry soil near the tears, and there are broken clouds in the low sky. Accompany Xie Fu in the chess game, and look for Xu Jun in the sword game. Only flowers are falling in the forest, and warblers are singing to send guests off.
24. Opposites do not meet each other, and their intentions are like using soldiers. It is said that people often want to kill, but they are greedy for survival. The trend is to invade far away, and you can take advantage of the danger to plunder and win. Sometimes when we encounter opponents, the government comes to Shenzhen for updates.
25. Nineteen flat roads are both flat and shaky. People's hearts have no calculations, and national players sometimes lose. The meteors are far away when the potential returns, and the hail is late when the sound is dry. As soon as Linxuan took shelter, the cold sun set in the west.
26. Who can use black and white to enter the mysterious world? The body of thousands of life and death has a radius. Buddhists say that the eternal sand calamity should be the first to laugh all the year round.
27. Catalpa trees with jade pattern are the most suitable for eaves and bamboos. When the win-win situation disappears, the spring spring is there, and the wild fire burns out. Guarding the Dao is like Zhou Fuzhu, fighting fiercely does not envy Huo whoring and Yao. At the age of seventy and ten thousand days, he and Ziqi were sold at the top of the bureau.
28. There are few people in the world who have extraordinary skills like you, but there are no idlers like me in the world. Farewell to the bamboo window on a windy and snowy night, a lamp illuminates the picture of Wu.
29. Talking with hands shows the beauty of the past, sitting in seclusion leads to good times. The difference is divided into two potentials, and Xuansu leads to two lines. To give up one's life is not a false life, and to take death is not a matter of injury. Only then did we know that on the side of Xianling Mountain, the rotten axes were almost fragrant.
Hope this helps. 5. What are the ancient poems related to "Go"
1. "A Guest" by Zhao Xiushi of the Song Dynasty
During the Huangmei season, it rains every house, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
2. "Jiangcun" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet.
The swallows on the beams come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other.
The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the child knocks needles to make fishing hooks.
Many diseases require only medicine, what more can a tiny body need?
3. "Two Wonders on the Pool" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The mountain monks are sitting against chess, and the bamboo on the board is clear.
No one can see Yingzhu, and every now and then I hear the sound of a child.
4. "Chess" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
Don't let drama disturb the true feelings, and just let it happen and say that I will win.
After the battle, the two dows are divided into white and black. How can there be any loss in one pile?
5. "Sending Xia Shang to Jiujiang" by Yuan Mei of the Qing Dynasty
Looking at the bright moon in Yangzhou, New China, who knows that in a blink of an eye he will march to the west.
I don’t know when I will make another move at Can chess. I am afraid of hearing the sound of falling pieces on the autumn vine. 6. Poems about chess
Appointment by Sima Guang
During the Huangmei season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
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Climb the Guanyin Tower and look at the city Bai Juyi< /p>
Hundreds of houses are like a chess game, and twelve streets are like vegetable beds.
Looking slightly into the morning fire from a distance, there is a star with five doors to the west.
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Tomb of Taiwei Du Fu in Biefang
Returning to work in a foreign country, he stayed in his lonely grave.
There is no dry soil near the tears, and there are broken clouds in the low sky.
Play chess with Xie Fu, and look for Xu Jun with the sword.
Only the flowers are falling in the forest, and the orioles are singing to see off the guests.
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Jiangcun Du Fu
The Qingjiang River embraces the village, but the Changxia River village is quiet. Since going to the Jilai Hall, the gulls in the water are close to each other. The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the child knocks needles to make a fishing hook.
The only thing a sick person needs is medicine, what else can a tiny body need?
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Gengluzi Feng Yansi
The night is long at the beginning, people are close to each other,
The dream breaks through the window and the moon is waning.
Parrots sleep, crickets chirp,
The west wind is cold but not yet.
Red candles, half a chess game,
The bed is painted with mountain green.
Playing on the embroidered curtain, leaning against the Yao Qin,
My front is filled with tears of joy.
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Yangliu Zhi Wen Tingyun
Lighting a lamp at the bottom of the well and holding a candle in the depths of the well,
***Lang Changxing does not play Go.
The exquisite dice are decorated with red beans,
I miss you deeply.
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The second piece of chess presented to the public Gradually Huang Tingjian
Occasionally, there is no official business to bear the dynasty, three hundred dry chess pieces and one bottle.
Sitting in seclusion, I don’t know the joy of caves. Talking with my hands is better than talking to ordinary people.
Books pile up and dust creates cases, and cars and horses are flooded, leaving guests at the door.
A defeated general who is arrogant and suspicious will inevitably be defeated, and he will eventually defeat the enemy.
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The second piece of chess presented to the public By Huang Tingjian
When I had no official business, I talked about two chess games in the military academy at the table.
My heart is like a spider's silk floating in the blue sky, and my body is like a dead branch transformed into a beetle.
A man in eastern Hunan is willing to die sincerely, and the division of the world can still be maintained.
Who said that my disciple still loves the sun and never knows when the moon is setting?
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Gushan Temple Ruishen Room Writing about Lin Bu
I am leaning on the railing at the bottom and thinking about it. The back pavilion of Gushan Pagoda is leaning to the west.
The gloomy scrolls are in the forest temple, and the chessboards and chessboards are scattered in the fields.
Sometimes a solitary bird flies in the autumn scenery, and the setting sun rises in the cold smoke.
I love my house even more when I stay here, and I only wait for the spring to see the snow.
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Send Recruitment to Ye Xiucai Lin in the Mountains 鋋
I hear cranes and ape appear again at night, they are so few and long that they seem to be aloof from the group.
Don’t hate the osmanthus in the middle of the month. Let’s look at the white clouds on the mountain.
The chess pieces may as well be placed near the water, and the poem title is also good at *** monk points.
I am worried that after becoming famous one day, it will be rare for me to live in peace and quiet.