Under the scorching¹ sun, an old man sat by the bank staring at the buoy²（浮标） on the river. From dawn to dusk he still got nothing in his hands. However, the old man was happy at ease. I felt so puzzled about it.

 

The old man said with a smile，"I’m the fish and the fish is me, I’m fishing and I’m also being fished; like playing chess, the fish and I have such an equal stamina³（毅力，精力） that I have a wonderful time." At this point, an urchin⁴ threw a stone into the water. A circle of ripples⁵ wafted⁶ over. The old man said, "The wind rises."

 

Life is a chess game while happiness is devotion.

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