The poem says:
"The drizzle, the clear breeze, and the smoke lock the building, and the ruined bridge is full of sorrow.
Where the mist hangs from the plain green shirt, who is staring at me with cold eyes. "
"In the past, Huangdi's Xuanyuan clan swept across all directions and finally defeated Chiyou at Zhuolu. Then the world returned to its heart and all the gods worshiped.
Only the Western gods, the snow spirits of the Tianshan Mountains, offended the power of heaven and remained stubborn.
The emperor sent Dongfang Yinglong to fight against him, but he was defeated in the end, making him unstoppable and all living beings were in ruins.
However, the emperor came in person and bound his body with force, so the snow spirit was waiting to be killed and would never be returned.
At that time, the emperor had a good life, so he cut off his position and sent him back to Tianshan Mountain. He ordered the Gao family of Tianshan Mountain to hunt for snow as a warning to him.
In order to civilize the underworld barbarians, the later emperor played Go to teach people how to behave. However, Xue Ling was very smart and knew everything.
The emperor was so happy that he went to the Tianshan Mountains to play the game in person. He regretted losing and was called the chess fairy..."
"It will be passed down from generation to generation. If you win, you will be the king of chess in the world."
So the chess players gathered together like all the stars gathered, and the ignorant son hoped to defeat the chess immortals on the top of Tianshan Mountain with his own strength.
However, Xue Ling is so high that no one can reach her right.
The losers are Xinran, and they can't make sense in the end. There are countless people who are dejected and defeated.
The emperor is afraid that the wise men in the world will lose their will and hide their traces in the Tianshan Mountains, locking up the snow spirits so that they will never be found again..."
"Three thousand years later, there was a king on the vine, riding on the Tianshan Mountains, and finally met the chess fairy.
Fulfill your wish, play chess on the top of the mountain, and win with the posture of heaven and man.
"The fan of Shangjun Pu, the magic condensation of wisteria, and the snow spirit of Tianshan are among the chess immortals. They form their own sect. They can be heard all over the world..."
"The years are like water gathering like pods, and all the emotions and thoughts are condensed into tears.
The vicissitudes of ancient and modern times are gone with the wind, and from now on the world will show no mercy. "
The sea of clouds is vast - young people don't know the taste of each other; the breeze is shadowless - you and I are just empty smiles and affectionate...
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