"Singing about wine, what is life?

For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable.

The only way to solve your worries is with good wine!"

"Come on,!"

The two of them drank it all and shouted happily!

"It's spicy, it's good wine!" exclaimed the unscrupulous old man.

"Isn't that what the world's thoughts are? Thoughts are like the wind, stirring up lovesick ripples, and only thoughts can bring your heartbeat to me. "The wine is not drunk, and the eyes are hazy with tears.

"Drink a cup of 'lovesick drunk', try to ask how many times can you get drunk in life? Thousands of red dust, lovesickness is inexhaustible, I think you look at you like a cloud, the end of the world is close at hand, you can see? Love is the soul of love, if you incarnate love, why do you need to be heart-to-heart with me, into the lovesickness that is still inseparable. ”

"Wine is life, life should also be wine, if there is no wine, how can there be a beautiful day at the moment!

The lonely prodigal son, lonely as the sea, sad as a sail, has no way to send a note on his heart, and has no words to complain about lovesickness!

At this moment, even if you can only see your side, it is the greatest comfort.

Even if I look at the mountains and rivers, I can't stop my affection for you, even if I am relatively speechless, I can't declare my lovesickness.

Love is in the bottom of my heart, difficult to unravel, unforgettable, I want to tell you my heart, but my heart seems to be blocked by something, only the word Yoyo remains: 'miss you', 'miss you'!

There is no need to swear a pious oath, there is no need for God's arrangement, getting acquainted in this life is the fate destined in the previous life, and it is the never-ending lovesickness that transcends the boundaries of time and space for you!

If I look at the stars in the sky, do you also look at the ebb and flow of the tide?

I haven't seen you for a long time, the past is the same, even if I am in the far north, the cold can't freeze my love for you, the hurricane can't blow away my thoughts, and the night can't cut off my deep affection, no matter how long it has passed, how far away, I will be at the end of my life, waiting for you, waiting for you!

Even if I drain my life and go through all the seasons of my life, I will treat you as if I had never regretted it!

"A good glass of 'lovesickness', I have to say that longing is a beautiful thing, how should I describe it in words, or should I say that it is a beautiful loneliness. The unscrupulous old man's eyes were red.

"Indeed, when it comes to our cultivation and state of mind, there are very few things that can touch our heartstrings, unless it is to touch the scene, such as the present, this situation and this scene!"

"Recently, I've been thinking about a question, what is fate, is it really irrevocable? And whether life is the beginning or end of fate, or neither, there seems to be a certain number shrouded in the world, from nothing to something, from existence to nothing, prosperity must eventually come to an end, and it seems that this is the incomprehensible fate!"

"I have gained, lost, nostalgic, and have no regrets; ”

"Drunk as a song, what is love? cut constantly, rationalize and mess, we tried our best, tried our best, but still can't get out of the amorous rainy season, only all the way to sing, all the way back, remembering, more than pain, in the end maybe only silently count the wounds, silently sentimental!"

"When I like someone, my heart seems to become a dewdrop, everything can't be hidden, the whole person becomes fragile, perched on the red leaves and falls asleep, even if I volatilize the last remaining strength, what's the matter?

Looking back at the past life, the red dust is rolling, who can rely on it?

The heart is hopeless, tears are sprinkled on clothes, the years are wasted, the red face is easy to grow old, the moon is haggard, how can I mourn.

If you depend on each other, don't part!

Don't wait for the people to be haggard, and still wander alone, wandering alone.

The death of love, in the end, how many memories have been ruined, how many hearts have been cold, the vicissitudes of the world, even if the thoughts are flying, it is impossible to guess and investigate the mystery of love.

If there is no pain, how can you remember dreaming, nostalgia, despair, love and possession!

Maybe pain is the best mark of love!

The unscrupulous old man and the drunken drink each other, and their thoughts are pulled back in the past.

"Smack!"

The unscrupulous old man slapped a griffin token on the stone case, as if he had something else on his mind.

"It's ...... Qi Shi Ling?" Liquor was not drunk and slightly surprised.

"Yes, it is Nan Boy's Qishi token, he was coerced by various forces, in order not to affect the people close to him, he was willing to give up his identity as a Qishi. ”

"Although this son is still young, his style of action is quite decisive, and I questioned his identity as a 'wizard' at the beginning, but now it seems that this is a high move by the third prince!"

"People who can often win are unintentional people! It's like a game of chess, and the people who break the game in the end are often people who don't know how to gamble. ”

"A piece of fate can make a person, or it can make something unknown, as has always been. ”

"Nan Boy left the imperial capital, he was willing to give up the Qishi Order, the Holy Emperor intends to store the Qishi Order with me, I don't know what the intention of this move is?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he said: "There are two reasons for the Holy Emperor's move, first, he has no intention of depriving Nan Jian Tian of his identity, and second, and perhaps most importantly, he wants us to decide for ourselves whether Nan Jian Tian will stay or not. ”

"Now that I think about it, the Holy Emperor does have this intention! With the wisdom of the Holy Emperor, he naturally doesn't want to see a split within the Qishi Mansion, he should want us to resolve this cause and effect by ourselves, it seems that the Qishi Mansion will hold a meeting soon to agree on whether the Nan Boy will stay or not. Since the Holy Emperor is willing to entrust this important task to me, it can be seen that I trust me, and I will handle it impartially!" the unscrupulous old man said calmly.

"I hope that Nan Boy can survive this catastrophe safely, at least this seat appreciates him very much, and I also hope that there will be one more 'drinking friend' bosom friend!"

"I hope he can come back safely this time!" the unscrupulous old man also sighed, obviously not optimistic about Nan Jiantian's current situation.

Ducal Palace.

A beautiful shadow stood under the peach tree, looking at the night sky, her beautiful eyes were full of sorrow, she was Nangong Qing.

Since the first encounter, that love has taken root in her heart, and now that desire is thriving, and the thoughts of him are like white clouds, floating in her heart, more like flowing water, wanting to stop, wanting to stop.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful!

It's her heart at the moment.