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In the debauchery of the rivers and lakes, the vulgar eyes do not know the wonder and innocence!

Wine is a strange liquid that can lead people to a strange world. If you have it in your blood, you have it injected into something called spirit. Slowly, you are not your original self. It can make people reborn in a very short time. The cowardly has become strong, the introverted has become flamboyant, and the humble has become domineering.

After drinking and getting drunk, the world in front of you is not what you usually see, the world begins to get smaller, and you yourself start to expand. You have a strong sense of speech**, an urge to talk. When you're drunk, what you need most is friends. Usually you are stronger, and you can resist things by yourself, but once you get drunk, you don't seem to be able to resist, you want to cry, and you want to cry out the grievances you usually store. Drunk, the soul takes '''''' blue sky, sea, and white clouds,

The feeling of drunkenness is so good! It can make people forget all the troubles, all the pressure, all the pain, that kind of fluttering fairy realm is so crazy and fascinated by Topaz; the feeling of drunkenness is really good, the bitter water in the original stomach is so easy to forget; the feeling of drunkenness is very good, the whole body is soft and loose, there is no fatigue, no pain, and there is no feeling of love and hate. Get drunk, let your mind fly ......!"Leave half sober and half drunk, at least you follow in your dreams...... "When you sing about wine, how much does life mean me?"

Many people in Luoyang have either gambling or drinking. At this moment, wine, the most loyal friend, has become their confidant and confidant. I think it's also "If you don't get drunk with wine, everyone gets drunk, and if you get into the wine, you will be even more worried!"

A group of people drank one cup from the left to the right, and their faces were red. Under the stimulation of alcohol, I couldn't suppress the surging passion in my heart, and I expressed myself frantically. or depressed, flickering words, or full of joy and vomiting.

I regret that I have wasted my years and do not know how to cherish time. When the figure of youth fades away, it wakes up, and time passes and never returns. The blooming flower of youth has withered and withered in an instant after the merciless baptism of the years.

There is dwelling on the past and looking forward to the future. When I was young, I didn't know how to love, and when I held hands, I regretted that I didn't keep it. Let fate pass by, miss the opportunity, and still be amazed by the gentleness of the glimpse when they first met.

Some sigh that it is difficult to walk! It is difficult to walk! There are many divergent roads! Although they have experienced countless vicissitudes of life, they still feel that the world is impermanent and unpredictable, and the dawn of hope on the road ahead is still dim and dim. Missing is a very dazzling thing. It is a sweet melancholy, feathered into happy sorrow. It is a kind of forbearance pain, hazy in the heart, like a shadow. That concern and that longing, only then did I lower my brows, but I was in my heart!

It seems that wine has become an indispensable mentor and friend in people's lives. Drink heartily when you're happy, and don't get drunk or stop. "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon!" "Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio" In this way, some people often sigh: "How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang!" Even the poet immortal Li Bai is also a hundred poems about fighting wine! Not to mention that we and other laypeople, how can we not envy or be surprised by those bold and massive people who are prone to one pound or eight taels?

Life is like wine, sometimes strong and sometimes light. Spring flowers and autumn moon calendars are in my heart. Ren Na years are like water without a trace, and youth is like a dream. I am free from the world, warm a pot of moonlight wine, light a few star lanterns to pursue dreams. Slowly precipitated in the long river of years, quietly brewed in the tunnel of time, brewing a pot of eternity, brewing a pot of hope. That truth, that sincerity, sweet and sour are all love, and spicy and spicy are love.

Wine is like life, sometimes mellow, sometimes long. Pour a cup full of strong love and thick meaning, overflowing the heart. Drink all the ups and downs of life, and experience the joys and sorrows of the world. In the hearty heroism, it is rare to be confused, put aside the drunkenness and haze, and pursue a kind of self-confidence and calmness that everyone is drunk and sober.

Drunk life, drunk is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and the heart is automatic. There is always one thing that we will never forget, there is always one person who is your eternal thoughts, cherishing the tenderness of those shadows in the bottom of your heart, recalling the past of those morning and twilight, life is rare to get drunk a few times, why not go once!

There is no end to the end

Flowers withered and fell into the past

Drunk I look at red beans tonight

Two days of drunkenness and nostalgia