睽 Kuí

Remorse disappears. If you lose your horse, do not run after it; it will come back of its own accord. When you see evil people, guard yourself against mistakes.

One meets one's lord in a narrow street. No blame.

One sees the wagon dragged back, the oxen halted, a person's hair and nose cut off. Not a good beginning, but a good end.

Isolated through opposition, one meets a like-minded person with whom one can associate in good faith. Despite the danger, no blame.

Remorse disappears. The companion bites their way through the wrappings. If one goes to meet them, how could it be a mistake?

Isolated through opposition, one sees one's companion as a pig covered with dirt, as a wagon full of devils. First one draws a bow against them, then one lays the bow aside. Not a robber but a wooer. Going brings rain and good fortune.