We devoured the unique Dunhuang cuisine with a unique style, with fragrant lips and teeth, a mouth full of oil, a full sense of happiness in our mouths, and the aroma of food wafting between our lips and teeth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info every dish eaten here can let us appreciate the roughness, thickness, longevity, vicissitudes and atmosphere of the city of Dunhuang. These approachable foods make us feel that this desert city is no longer so mysterious and unattainable, and through these delicious and delicious foods, it seems to lift the veil of mystery and give us a charming smile.

In particular, the local jade liquor in Dunhuang is even more fragrant, intoxicating, mellow and fragrant, all kinds of styles, peerless, hooking the soul, so that we are happy, happy to be tired, lost soul, can't stop, I said to Xiaofei with a hippie smile: "Look at you, the amount of alcohol has really increased recently, a thousand cups are not drunk, a thousand cups are not poured, it seems that you often drink secretly alone." Xiao Fei said freely: "But the wonder of drinking is the most ecstatic between half-drunk and half-awake, less tasteless, too much, Li Bai said very well, you don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns." You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. He also has a song - a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When you wake up, you will be dispersed when you are drunk. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. In fact, a person embraces the breeze and the bright moon into his arms, and the aftertaste of drinking alone is long, which is so poetic. However, you don't have to be too modest, I see that you have a good amount of wine, there is a legacy of Li Bai, Li Bai is good wine, so he deserves to be a great romantic poet, it is because after drinking, he is inspired, so the imagination is novel, the idea is peculiar, the feelings are strong, the artistic conception is magnificent and magnificent, the language is fresh and bright, the momentum is magnificent, and the style is heroic and chic, so the folk spread his hundreds of poems about fighting wine, and even in the end he died differently. At the beginning, Yue thanked the family Qingshan, and now the tomb is in Yan. There are twenty volumes of anthologies, which are in the world. This kind of death is really worthy of the title of poet fairy. He was romantic in his life, and beautiful in his death. No wonder your name is Li Ziyue, it turns out that your surname is Li, and it seems that you often practice drinking alone. ”

I couldn't help but say: "This is true, this poet surnamed Li is so good and romantic, even female poets are no exception, including the famous Li Qingzhao great poet." The experience of the country's ruin and family's ruin made Li Qingzhao use wine to drown his sorrows and relieve his worries with wine. It is the wine in this word, the drunkenness after drinking, that makes her poems more ethereal and more charming. Li Bai Shiyun: The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinkers left their names. As the leader of female lyricists, Li Qingzhao's drunken words have a unique artistic beauty. I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, Li Qingzhao was drunk more than ten or twenty times in her poems, let's count it, before getting married: the girl didn't know the taste of sorrow, and she was drunk three times. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons. "Like a Dream Order" last night the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine. I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. "Huanxi Sand" Mo Xu cup is deep and amber, and it melts before it becomes intoxicated, and the sparse bell should be late. Rui brain incense dispels the soul and dreams, dispels the cold golden bun and pine mustaches, and wakes up to the candle red. After getting married, he raised his eyebrows and drank wine, and "Appealing to Heartfelt Love" came late at night to get drunk and remove makeup, and the plum calyx was inserted into the stump branches. The wine wakes up and smokes the spring sleep, and the dream is broken. People are quiet, the moon is still around, and the green curtains are hanging. More remnants, more fragrant, more time. "Drunken Flower Yin" misty clouds are sad for eternity, and the brain is a golden beast. The festival is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrated. After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. "Butterfly Love Flower" is warm and sunny, the wind is beginning to break the frost, the willow eyes and plum cheeks, and I have felt the spring heartbeat. Who shares the poetry of wine, tears melt and powder flowers are heavy. At first glance, the jacket is sewn with gold threads, the mountain pillow is oblique, and the pillow is damaged by the hairpin head phoenix. There is no good dream in the lonely arms, and the night is still full of lights. "The Pride of the Fisherman" is known in the snow, the cold plum is embellished with Qiong branches, the fragrant face is half open and charming, and when the court is in court, the jade bathes with new makeup. Creation may be intentional, so teach the bright moon exquisitely. A total bounty of gold and green ants, don't be drunk, this flower is not compared with the flowers. After she crossed to the south: the deceased has passed away, the family is ruined, and she drinks to relieve her sorrows. In order to report the good spring color this year, the flowers and moon shadows should be photographed. Although the cups and plates are hasty, the wine is beautiful and sour, which is just the embrace. Drunk flower arrangement, don't smile, poor people seem to be old. "Partridge Day" locks the window on a cold day, and the sycamore should hate the frost at night. The wine is more bitter than the tea, and the dream is more suitable for Rui's brain. Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk before dividing the respect, and don't lose the chrysanthemum yellow. "Remembering Qin'e" is in the high pavilion, and the smoke and light of the chaotic mountains and plains are thin. The smoke is thin, the crows return, and the twilight smells the horns. The broken incense and residual wine are evil, and the west wind urges the sycamore to fall. The sycamore falls, and it is still autumn and lonely. "Xing Xiangzi" sky and autumn light, turn to emotional sadness, explore Jin Yingzhi near Chongyang. The first time I tried thin clothes, the green ants tasted new, and gradually there was a wind, a rain, and a cool. The courtyard at dusk is sad and panicked, and the past is sad when you wake up. That is an eternal night, and the moon is empty. Hearing the sound of the anvil pounding, the sound of the stinging is thin, and the leakage is long-"

I talked freely for a long time, like a few family treasures, blurted out, and talked endlessly, Xiaofei listened a little impatiently: "Okay, okay, it turns out that you are still a super fan of Li Qingzhao's beauty, no wonder you have the ghost of the Great Song Dynasty poetess Li Qingzhao on your body, to be precise, the wine soul wanders to you a little, so it's no wonder that you have such a big amount of alcohol at a girl's house, and I am on par, no different, very good, very good, rare friends of equal strength." ”

I said, with a fluttering eyebrow; Yes, you know, so the power of idols is huge, and I also like writing, I haven't been in some long diary style fiction novels recently, have you traveled to the Song Dynasty, by the way, you are still one of the male pig's feet in the text, how about it, sister, I treat you well, so in the future, you have to saddle up and run faster, my sister is happy, and I will write your image more dazzlingly, but now, my sister sometimes has a kind of inspiration exhaustion, and there is a bad feeling of brain short circuit without anything to say, if only it was like Zhaoqing's eldest sister who is constantly inspired every day, so this is from time to time to drink a little wine, drink a few glasses, and look for inspiration。 Therefore, I still hope that Sister Qingzhao's spirit in heaven will bless her, so that her other wandering spirits will also find me, especially the core soul of her soul, the soul of literature and art, can also be possessed by me, so that I can continue to create more singing and crying works. ”

Xiaofei said with a hippie smile: " I think you're still okay, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, you can't see your fingers, lightning and thunder, stormy days to run to the deep mountains and old forests, wilderness and other places to go around, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, especially absorb more negative oxygen ions in the rain, so that your thoughts in your mind are clearer, more, you also have to bring a kite, learn from Franklin's predecessors, cloaked, unkempt feel that the big kite in the lightning and thunder to the sky to collect electricity, it is best to give your brain a surprise shock, let your brain recharge, the circuit is unimpeded, full of inspiration, yes, You can also collect some of the past dynasties by the way, especially the wandering souls of our romantic poets of the Great Song Dynasty, then your mind is definitely wide open, all the way smooth, thank me, you must write me more handsome and chic, Yushu in the wind, and the encounters continue. ”

I deliberately said thoughtfully, "Let me think about it and think about it carefully, but what you just said seems to be indeed feasible, but what if others think that I have gone crazy and have a nervous breakdown?" Who will save me from the dire situation?"

Xiao Fei deliberately said disapprehantly: "Then you first go to an authoritative hospital such as Tai Hospital for a comprehensive psychiatric evaluation, so that you don't have to worry about being locked up in an insane asylum, and even if you are unlucky, what does it matter if you are accidentally locked in, you are so strong in martial arts, incomparable, even if you accidentally go in, there will be another wonderful leap in the madhouse staged, I can even save money to buy movie tickets." ”

I was so angry that I blew my beard and glared, and deliberately said to Xiao Fei with a vigorous attitude: "Wow, look at my power," Xiao Fei was deliberately frightened and retreated, and hurriedly said that he didn't dare, but fortunately, Xiao Fei from modern society was inseparable, accompanied day and night, making me feel that I was no longer an island.