一阵微风吹过,我感到有点冷。那紧握着棋子的手微微颤抖了两下。面对着我的围棋老师,我有点紧张。我手执黑子先行,前十几步我都很稳定地控制着局面,可将近二十步时,棋局发生了变化:我慢慢陷入苦战,而我的对手呢?他却很悠闲,慢慢地将我引入圈套。局将半,我已是黔驴技穷,而他,依然一副事事尽在意料之中的样子(说实话,有时候我好想痛揍他一顿)。在看似相同布局的黑子与白子之间,我一次又一 A breeze blows, and I feel a bit cold. The hand holding the chess piece trembled slightly. Faced with my Go teacher, I was a bit nervous. I held the sunspot first, and I managed to control the situation steadily in the first ten steps. In nearly twenty steps, the chess game changed: I slowly got into a bitter fight, and my opponent did? He was very relaxed and slowly. Introduced me into the trap. Halfway through the game, I’ve been playing tricks and I’m still poor, and he’s still looking at everything as expected (to tell the truth, sometimes I really want to beat him up). In between the sunspots and whites that look the same, I once again