Rebirth of the Father of Anime

"From the beginning...I should let Zuowei come to play chess!"

"Anyone can say that, instead of letting me play, it's better to let Zuowei come!"

"All! All! Let him play all!"

"I will never play chess again!"

"I will never rush to play chess again! So..."

"God, I beg you! Let time go back to when it started!"

. "Go back to the time when Zuwei and I first met!"

I searched for any place where Zuowei might exist, but he couldn't find Zuwei. Now that he already likes and enjoys Go, he is willing to give up playing Go and only begged Zuwei to come back. However...

He watched his lonely voice follow Zuwei's footsteps, and watched his eyes with despair.

The tears in people's eyes have never been cut off.

If Zuowei and Taji celebrities played against each other, it was the best of the chess game!

So, the disappearance of Zuo Wei is emotional!

Thousands of years are fleeting, dynasties change, the stars change, and everything has never changed. The only things that have not changed are the flying cherry blossoms, the quaint oiled paper umbrellas, the maple leaves falling on the chessboard, and the world's pursuit of the world's chess skills. .

When he sits behind the boy, feeling the opposing momentum, thinking hard about the black-and-white chess game, he enters a state of self-reflection, sometimes suddenly enlightened, sometimes exhausted, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes bright.

He used his folding fan that accompanied the millennium to point step by step, and used that elegant and quiet smile to meet the challenge of a chess player. This is the ideal destination he has been pursuing since a thousand years ago.

His every move is full of spirituality. Filled with silent shouts from the depths of his soul.

Watching the other party concentrate on responding with all their strength. A sense of sacred solemnity spontaneously emerged in his heart: he engraved his history on the vertical and horizontal chessboard!

He was very excited when he saw both sides of the game. He felt relaxed and happy when he heard the sound of chess pieces colliding with each other. He was restless when he recalled the history of the game. He looked forward to the next battle and was unable to sleep... Just like all people who love Go, he was persistent and focused, religious and holy.

I don't know when he started, he felt a young man staring into his eyes. That feeling was real and ethereal, which suddenly dissipated his sense of distance from the world. The chessboard opens, and the chess saint descends. He looked at the boy, the occasional four-eye transfer, connecting the two is the chess game, the chess record, the chess pieces, and the previously arranged encounter.

Shinto Hikaru completely gave up Go and stopped playing chess.

Once a fellow of the chess school, I Kakuno, came to him to play chess. He didn't want to play, but he couldn't resist Yi Kaku's request. Shinfuji Hikaru agreed to Yi Kaku, but his heart repeatedly warned him not to be excited. If he enjoys playing chess by himself, how can Zuowei come back?

I touched the cold and warm flag. Listen to the sound of gold and stone as the flag falls on the chessboard.

Although thousands of years have passed, black and white still fascinates me!

Although thousands of years have passed, the sound of gold and stone falling off the chess pieces still shocked my heart!

Thousands of vicissitudes, changes in the world, what has not changed is the thrilling tears on the chessboard, the persistence of chess players, and... the eternal passion for Go!

Thousands of years of wandering, reading the ups and downs of life, the constant is me, fascinated by the kaleidoscopic changes on the chessboard, attached to the happiness of knowing each other, and the never-ending pursuit of the hand of God!

/> Zuo Wei.

"This way... the guy in the past also used this way..."

"Finally found... what I couldn't find, it turned out he was here—"

Looking at the chessboard in front of him, Shinto Hikaru suddenly shed tears.

It turns out that the deeds are right beside him, in the chessboard he played, quietly hidden...

It turns out that the only way Shinto Hikaru can see what he can do is to play Go!

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and looked back, but the person was there, the lights dimmed.

"My fragility seems to have started when Sawei disappeared. I entered Fujimitsu's room in a terrible silence, and the seemingly non-existent piano sound made his eyes more panic and hollow. The child frantically searched for Zuo. Wei, wailing loudly and said: "I won't play chess anymore, Zuo Wei, as long as you come back." I thought it was all right to cry once, but every time there was this piano sound in my ears, I would think of the call to leave. There will be tears in the eyes of the visiting Zuowei and the bewildered child."

"What a sincere feeling? What a heart-wrenching exchange? What a heart-wrenching torment? I'm even a little dissatisfied with the great demon who let Shinto Mitsuko realize the current affairs of Sawei on the board so quickly, blame it. The eventful corner of Yi, stubbornly used my black romantic philosophy and buried it in that deep and insignificant sorrow, as if only to prove that this heart-piercing pain had existed."

The difference between healing and depression is sometimes only between the first line of speed.

Li Bin, "The Soul of Chess" gave him the courage and let him enter the professional Go world, which he hesitated.

Sometimes he wonders, what exactly is "the spirit of chess"?

Zuo Wei, a ghost pinned on a chessboard and circulating for thousands of years, the spirit of chess seems to be telling his story.

However, Zuo Wei is pursuing the hand of that god, and his goal is also the goal of countless people who are also in this black and white world!

This kind of spirit and this kind of dream is also the "soul of chess".

Sawei disappeared, but Shinto Hikaru stood up again and moved towards the highest goal that Sawei had pursued.

One person exists for another person, spanning thousands of years of time, constantly circulating in the long river of history, in fact, the value of life is to connect the distant past and the distant future.

Always perform the ups and downs of the battle in the fantasy of black and white, always pursue higher-level techniques, and always approach the endless goal infinitely. This is a process of constantly surpassing oneself. This is the "soul of chess."

I want to record, I want to record such feelings, I want to record my feelings and throbbing.

Want to record, I am full of yearning for life just like them. Like them, they have something they love. And strive for it.

Want to record it. Although time passed, the kind of heartfelt desire that I don't want to lose no matter what, I have to prove it to the people I care about anyway.

I want to record it, I want to record it, I like "Hook of the Game" incorrigibly, and I want to become a part of these guys who are constantly working hard, walking on my own path, and never looking back. Never regret it.

"Perhaps the great world we see is always colorful and rich in everything, but in the eyes of those guys who have the heart of Dao and ask questions, they are born to fight for their dreams, and this dream carries his joy. Anger, sorrow and joy, carry his ups and downs, and carry all of his life."

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The pursuit of life is just the rhetoric of others, but it is the creed of their life. In addition, there is no sound in life. No more color, no more happiness. There is no pain, only indulging in the pursuit of a lifetime, can we shed tears, caressed and laughed, can selflessly work hard, can endure the bumpy road, can enjoy the thorns of life, can surpass ourselves again and again, and let people shine with surprise again and again. With bright stars. "

After the emotional bondage, he entered the subjective **** again!

Let the theme of "the spirit of chess" have been sublimated.

Three different aspects of the ** make up this big **, which is endlessly memorable.

"After reading it, I thought, am I also engaged in a career worthy of my own life to maintain and fight? Is there a job that really makes me deep in my bones and unforgettable love? The characters in the play are very fond of Go. What a noble and enviable love is! They maintain the purity and nobility of Go with their practical actions, and at the same time they are also performing this kind of purity and nobility."

"Everyone inside is awe-inspiring, which makes me have a sincere respect for the profession of Go. He reminded us time and time again how happy it is to be able to do what we love, so You must go all out, so you must cherish it, so you must use your soul to love and hug! Whether it is the tears of joy after replaying the game for a thousand years, or Xiaoguang keeps saying: "There is nothing in the world worthy of being tarnished." A game of chess is the price'; whether it is Xiaoliang’s hard work and enduring nearly painstaking effort to play chess, or Kaga’s move to leave the chess world pretending to be chic; whether it’s Wakiya, Mitsui, and Otsuchi, even if they work hard, they can’t catch up with Guangliang’s helplessness but no Give up... They all moved me deeply and made me reflect on my frivolity and cowardice."

I think all the people who go all out for their dreams and go hand in hand with this heart are shining brightly, happy and beautiful.

Thinking of Shinto Hikari, Toya Ryo, Wakaya, Ikaku, with Xiao Ming, Mitani, Tsutsui, Kaga, and supporting Xiao Hikaru Tsubaki, Kawai and other friends who met on the road of Go, thinking of them, there is a picture in my mind. An ordinary and beautiful moving picture-gritting teeth and courageously moving forward together through the difficulties, but also laughing and playing, only their eyebrows are curled up and the corners of their mouths are lightly raised, everything that is irrelevant is blurred, and the surrounding noise comes to an abrupt end, in a timely manner , The wonderful music spreads like air like mist...

I think ~www.NovelMTL.com~ everything we chase is like the highest state of chess, only infinitely close and never ending.

Thinking of Xiaoguang starting from scratch, from Go school to Go club, to the promotion of college students, professional chess players, and professional chess players, and even as a "one of the gods" of chasing a thousand years, thinking of this step by step toward a dream, sometimes it is It’s as cruel as the name of the challenger Hideki Isobe who couldn’t forget such a challenger in the blink of an eye, and sometimes as excited as Ochi, who defeated Hikaru almost winning streak and received special training from Ryo-the heartbeat began to accelerate, the pupils dilated, The pores are slightly open, and every nerve is trembling like a spasm...

I think that even if it leaves and fades, it is not necessarily sad, but it can also be satisfied with a slight smile.

Thinking of the encounter between Zuo Wei and Xiao Guang, his first fate was the same as his fate, to playing chess with Xiao Guang, playing chess with Xiao Liang's fate, Xiao Guang learning to play chess by himself, and then Xiao Guang chasing Xiao Liang forward with determination. The figure of Zuo Wei finally met his opponent as he wished and was shocked by Xiao Guang’s words, thinking that Zuo disappeared without regrets and grievances. It was like Xiao Guang running around in the crowd to find him not to be seen. Just like Xiaoguang found that Zuo Wei was in the chess game he was playing, he was revived and no longer depressed-wiped away the tears, rekindled his fighting spirit, and set off again, just as before... (to be continued...)

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