No drinking, no friends.

Last night, I had an interesting dream. I got drunk after drinking two or two glasses of white wine. You don't say! I can't drink so badly. My wife said that my mouth has been "squeaky" in the middle of the night. Is it because I drank in my dream that my son laughed, laughed at my addiction and called me an alcoholic? It used to be "an alcoholic carrying an alcoholic, but it's not too heavy". Now an alcoholic dreams of drinking, which is too much.

Thinking about it day and night, thinking about it night and night, and being addicted to alcohol, I broke up with alcohol for more than a month. In order to make my body recover as soon as possible, I recently gave up drinking and endured a moment of joy in order to return to the drinking team as soon as possible.

As the saying goes: "No drinking, no friends", this sentence has some truth. The so-called friends who usually call each other brothers when drinking know that I can't drink recently. I haven't heard from them for a long time and I haven't heard from them. I won't be paged if there is a wine bureau, and I feel that eating with people who don't drink is boring. Occasionally, some drinkers come to a few WeChat messages, asking when they can drink at most, and considerate that health matters, that's all. I was flattered to get a call from my drinking buddy, smiling all over my face. I thought someone hadn't forgotten me. Tonight's dinner is coming. I don't need to drink, at least I don't need to cook alone. I exchanged a few pleasantries and didn't talk about drinking and eating at all. I was very happy. Some drinkers even said that when I can drink, I will accompany me to get drunk. On that day, he will refuse with various excuses, or simply don't return to WeChat, turn a blind eye, even ignore it, and disappear without a trace.

It's normal for the world to be cold and human, so there's no need to complain. I was not asked to drink because I was in good health. I should be grateful with tears in my eyes. Although I can't drink recently, I still have a few strong buddies around me, and I want to get together with them from time to time. They drink and I drink tea. I am the kind of person who doesn't want to be alone in his bones. I treat tea as wine, drink one cup after another, enjoy myself, and often go to the toilet in the middle of the night.

Not long ago, a good friend slaughtered a sheep and let the two brothers get together. The doctor told me not to drink alcohol and not to eat spicy food such as mutton. I wanted to refuse, but my friend reluctantly drove.

The dinner was arranged at a friend's mahogany furniture factory. In the evening, I saw a big pot of braised mutton rolling in the soup, steaming and full of fragrance. Friends keep adding mahogany scraps to the stove to ridicule its luxury. Mutton is roasted in mahogany. After more than an hour of intense stew, the braised mutton is finally out of the pot, and the smell is attractive, which makes my mouth water. My friend's hospitality, mahogany round table, high-end atmosphere, full table of delicious food, friends pushing cups for a change, drinking wine, eating meat and tasting wine, I was moved by something and couldn't help it. I wanted to eat and drink without restraint, and the doctor's advice was in my ear, so I had to control it. Delicious mutton, delicious mutton soup, whirling in front of me, rushing to raise chopsticks, hesitating, but giving up halfway, restraint, restraint. The wine is tempting, and patience is patience. I frequently raised my glass and collided with my friend's glass, as if I were tasting the wine in it.

Recreation after dinner is inseparable from karaoke, singing without drinking and passion, not to mention narcissistic singing. Unable to withstand a few words of persuasion from my friends, I went gladly. A brother's girlfriend waited in the karaoke bar for a long time, and invited several sisters to accompany me and drink and entertain together. I don't sing, I don't drink and I'm not lonely. I play dice with my brother's girlfriend. She drinks, so do I. That night, I was unlucky to play dice, but I met a master and lost. As a result, I drank four liters of "Nongfu Spring" for more than an hour and was ridiculed as "Nongfu Spring". I joked that it was "a little sweet". I was as drunk as a fiddler and weak as a fiddler. I left home early. I went to the toilet at night and stayed up all night, thanks to my brother's girlfriend, Miss Zhang.

Sometimes, the drinkers are drunk, and it's not a good thing for me to wake up alone. When you meet someone who is usually gentle, you will be completely different after drinking. You will lose your manners and be full of jokes. I often see my drinking buddies get drunk, get tongue-tied, stumble, make a fool of themselves, and do many things that they usually dare not do. It can be described as "strong liquor is scary." Holding a beautiful woman in a karaoke bar and touching her relatives, I looked like a dirty rogue, which really made me laugh and cry. You and I used to get drunk together, and when we were drunk, we often broke the membrane. We have forgotten everything about last night, and all the drinkers like me. Now, I don't drink, I have a clear head and clear ears, and everything is in my eyes. It seems that I don't fit in with my friends who drink, nor am I "in cahoots", let alone "in cahoots". I am definitely not birds of a feather. Therefore, people who drink away from me and don't invite me to dinner.

The encounter of "wine makes a thousand cups less" makes us know each other, the drinking excuse of "ancient and modern sages are lonely, only the drinkers leave their names", the high realm of "wine makes everyone drunk", the sadness of "wine turns into homesick tears", and the sadness of "sorrow is drunk for no reason, and wine comes before tears" ... Literati can't do without wine, and poets can't do without it.

If you don't drink, you won't have no friends. At most, you just have no friends who drink. Now I eat less, don't drink, and have more leisure time. You can make a cup of tea, hold a book, wander in the text, read quietly and taste slowly. Or write some unreasonable superficial articles, then entertain yourself, comfort the dust without wine, and comfort the soul with a pen. Why not?

And the beautiful and kind Miss Zhang who annoys me. When I pick up my glass again, I'll show you my drinking capacity. I drink Nongfu Spring badly, and I used to drink it badly.

It was late at night, the tea was cold, and I was lost in thought. In just forty days, I haven't touched a drop of wine, but I still can't live without it. I can't forget it. It's too lonely without wine. I don't know when "life can be defined by wine", and I won't leave the wine for three days and three nights before I get drunk. Waiting for this day, in the foreseeable future, we will meet in the dream wine tonight, and the drinker in the dream is not drunk, with endless aftertaste.

? 2018.12.18 Juncus

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