真棋怪 The Real Chess Eccentric
小龙问路 · 2024/10/22Chess Pieces
Description
The board, like a dream, dazzling as a play, Between black and white, there lies no cold array. The skeleton king, with crooked crown and grinning face, A child’s game it seems, forsaking power’s trace. The queen waves with grace, yet laughter in her eyes, Her gown of orange and blue, where fantasy flies. The horse, no proud warrior on its noble course, But a strange steed in a pointed cap, with innocent discourse, Wanders in fairytale fields, eyes wide with delight, Lost in the charm of a land bathed in soft light. One eye hollow, the other full of wit, He tastes the drama of life and death, savoring it. And the squire, his gaze gleaming bright, Forgetting the fate of pawns, he dwells in joy’s light. Before the game begins, already there’s mirth, Where are the rules? They no longer cling to earth. A journey through dreams, this game has become, The pieces smile, the board hums with a gentle drum. The worldly prize has flown to the skies
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