The night is still long, it has just begun, and it never ends prematurely because a person falls asleep. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The world is not fair, some people are well-off, born with a golden spoon, and enjoy all the glory when they come to the world; Some people are talented, although they were born poor, but they work hard, and finally they will make the world look sideways; There are also people who are destined to be in their bodies, and their luck is bursting, and they have achieved success all the way; But more than that, there are people who are diligent and diligent, trying to make a good living, they have no talent, no resources, and no luck. They can only pray day and night for the blessing of the god of luck and wish him to realize his dream as soon as possible.

But moonshine is fair, it does not distinguish between rich and poor, rich and poor, and it shines on everyone. The complacent person blesses you, the frustrated person comforts you, and even the lovelorn person will hug him hard, it is like the most intimate girl to meet all your needs and give you the warmth you need most.

Therefore, such poets in ancient and modern China and abroad praise the moon, but few people praise the sun, which is enough to see people's preference for it.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky."

"I don't know the heavenly palace, vomit, how much do you know about the past."

"Frost from tonight white, uh, the next sentence is...... Oh, the clear spring stone is upstream, haha. ”

The one who recited the poem was a drunkard, he took a step and took a sip, and he had to chant a sentence after taking a sip: "The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, haha, the Long March has not yet been returned." ”

Although very few of the poems he chanted are completely paired, they do not leave the moon, and they do not show the moon: I don't know how much the heavenly palace is written about the moon palace and the past, and when he hid the spring flowers and autumn moon, he also wrote the moon.

The poems he quoted were all famous sentences about the moon, but he preferred to swallow the moon, and only chanted the last or second sentence, although it was a raw photo, but it was unexpectedly in line with the picture, which is enough to show that this drunkard is a knowledgeable and eccentric person.

This kind of behavior of his was elegant in ancient times, but in modern times it is madness.

The pedestrians on the road covered their noses one by one, and avoided him with disgusted faces, but he didn't care, and was happy that the pedestrians gave way to a wide road, but became more and more free and debauched.

"Haha, how sad can you be, it's like a river flowing eastward." He continued to sing left and right, and did not forget to point to passers-by and laugh: "Why are you covering your noses, I don't stink, you stink, haha, copper stinks." ”

"The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit."

He wandered into a small park, not because he was afraid of the world's eyes, but because the stench made him sick and made him want to vomit.

"Vomit~" He lay on the grass and vomited violently, even if his stomach acid vomited out, he didn't stop vomiting, he wanted to vomit everything as a layman.

The moon is so round tonight, he can't help but think of a night many years ago, when he and his closest friends were drinking and talking about life and ideals under this moon, which was really unhappy.

Just now...... Everything has changed.

No, only the wine has not changed, and the years will only make it more mellow, drinking.

Thinking that he poured two more sips of wine into his mouth, trying in vain to suppress the unstoppable vomiting, but unexpectedly, it was even more painful. The wine is sent down the esophagus, surging against the stomach acid, the esophagus has a burning pain under the erosion of stomach acid, the stomach pouch is cramping wildly, constantly squeezing everything that enters, this sip of old wine mixed with stomach acid is mixed in the middle of the esophagus, up and down, heartburn is abnormal.

But the "madman" laughed more and more happily, and the more he laughed, the crazier he became.

Heartburn is good, if the body is uncomfortable, the heart will not be so uncomfortable. When physical pain overcomes psychological pain, the soul is freed.

"This cup is for you, my dear friend, you taught me that life is always impermanent, things are always wrong, this is like a dog can't change the **** reason, thank you for deceiving me of everything!"

"This cup to you, my dear, you made me understand that the sea is ridiculous, no matter how beautiful the oath is, it can't be worth that piece of dung paper, it's ridiculous I always thought you were a saint, it turns out that you are a ****, a few pieces of paper can smash your legs!"

"This toast to myself, you loser. Go to ****** academic report, the research results that have been written for 10 years are not a few waste paper that will be usurped by a few copper smells, go to Nima's classmates, go to Nima's Parato love, you are a fool, **silk, ****, haha, drink! ”

With every word, he poured a sip of wine, and after a while, he poured two bottles of 500 milliliters of high wine, "Haha, raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes three!" ”

After saying that, he could no longer hold back his fall, on the grass where they had gathered when they were young, in front of the lofty words of the past, in front of the turbulent memories......

The small park was quiet again, and without the shouting of the madman, it seemed very dead.

The "madman" stayed quietly on the grass, staring at the moon blankly, but felt that the moon was no longer so bright tonight, and it became a little blood-red, probably because he had drunk too much wine, which had affected the visual nerves.

He thought to himself with some self-deprecation, but he soon noticed that it wasn't his delusion, he looked at other things in normal colors, he could see the yellow street lamps, he could see the green wild meadows, he could see the colorful wildflowers dotted with the grass, but he could only see the blood-red moon.

He was fascinated by this sight, and tried his best to look into the distance, and he could see the crater on the huge moon, when could the moon be seen so clearly?

He could see wisps of red mist ejecting from the crater, and it was they that made the moon blood-red. Suddenly, a red pillar of smoke burst out of the moon, broke through the atmosphere, and fell straight down towards the earth, and in an instant it fell to the ground, which happened to be the small lake in front of him.

In an instant, the red water vapor was filled, and the "madman" couldn't help but protect his eyes. This dreamlike scene made him unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the red mist: "Who is Your Excellency?" Is this the world? ”

The "madman" opened his eyes and saw the man in front of him, he had long black hair like the deep sea, his facial features were as deep as sculptures, his eyes were as charming as the moon, he was tall, and he was wearing a strange medieval dress, which looked particularly extravagant.

I don't know if it's because of alcohol or something else, he didn't feel weird when he encountered this kind of thing, he said, "Your Excellency? Do you play CostPlay? It's quite professional, do you know how to drink? Come on, drink with me! ”

It doesn't matter if he's a dream or a prank, he doesn't think about anything right now, he just wants to drink, and it's even better to have company.

He stepped forward and grabbed the man by the sleeve, and was about to pull him out to the grass by the lake to drink. When I walked in, I found that the visitor was standing on the surface of the lake, as if he was standing on a mirror.

The visitor didn't expect him to be so bold and dare to step forward directly to grab his sleeve, and couldn't help but be surprised: "No!" Is it not a disgrace for you to behave like this? What is the difference between such a ridiculous act and a crazy and stupid person? ”

When the "madman" heard this, he laughed and said: "How do you know that I am called a madman, haha, I also play water floating, and now children can really play." ”

After speaking, he ignored the reaction of the visitor, dragged it down on the grass, took out the plastic bag behind him, took out a bottle of high wine, and laughed: "The so-called wine is less than a thousand cups of confidant, although you are not a confidant, but you always return in time, when there is still one bottle of Lao Tzu's wine, you came, and you are destined to drink with me!" ”

The visitor repeatedly excused himself: "No, my father said that wine is intestinal poison, and if you drink it, you will make a mistake, and besides, there are important things to do, so you can't drink!"

The "madman" didn't pay attention, boldly slapped the seal, and poked the bottle in the mouth of the passer, while saying: "Nonsense...... So much! Drink! ”

"Woo~~ cough." The visitor was poured suddenly, and couldn't help choking on a sip of wine, but he also felt the beauty of this wine, the entrance was strong, the lower throat was soft, but the aftertaste was sweet, the whole wine was like a flaming rose, hot and heroic but not losing tenderness. couldn't help but speak: "Good wine, strong and fragrant, but the aftertaste is extremely sweet, it is really the best product in the wine, I haven't asked this big brother, what is the name of such a good product?" ”

The "madman" is very proud when he hears this, the drunkard loves not only good wine but also people who love wine, and you praise his wine, which makes him more excited than praising his beautiful girl. Although the "madman" is not a senior drunkard, he is also infected with this stinky problem, and he is immediately overjoyed: "Young man, I didn't expect you to be a person who understands alcohol, although I don't like you very much when you speak softly, but this taste, I have to make a friend." ”

"This is a good wine that I have been brewing for ten years, although Lao Tzu is engaged in academics, but my ancestors are wine-making, my wine is the inheritance of our family's century-old wine-making skills, selected high-quality raw materials, and specially added all kinds of vegetables and fruits to increase its sweetness. The most important thing is that this wine has a special meaning, and it is a jar of wine, which is my graduation special, and it is our ......."

The madman stopped when he said this, because the wine was made by the three of them together, she added roses to it, he added wine to it, and the madman brewed and cultivated, which was originally a symbol of their friendship, and he was going to drink it when he was old, but he didn't expect it......

"Forget it, don't talk about it, this wine can only be stored until tonight, count your kid a mouthful, come and drink it!"

The "visitor" couldn't wait to take the wooden wine bottle handed over, raised it and poured it into his mouth, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really good wine, the human world is really rich in materials, and the wine is better to drink." ”

The "madman" was a little strange and asked, "Boy, it's worth going into the devil, and it's still in the human world." What's your name, where are you from? ”

The "visitor" hurriedly got up, and said with his hands: "It's abrupt, the contemptible person is the third son of the first general of the Demon Domain, Long Zhan Long, Long Qi, friends appreciate their faces and call Long San." My father once taught that everyone who drank wine was a friend, and he didn't ask his eldest brother what his surname was. ”

The "madman" said disdainfully: "What? Demon Domain? I've read too many novels, so why don't you tell me how to go? ”

Ryuzo stood up, his face pointing straight to the sky, where there was a blood-colored moon.