Is "wine" a good thing after all?

As an ordinary northeast drinker, I don't think wine is a good thing. I don't like drinking, I don't like people who drink, and I don't like people who keep persuading people on the wine table. When I was reading Song Ci, I was very emotional when I read "Nobody wears flowers", but I didn't think so when I read "Nobody advised me to drink". I feel that the author is really drunk. There is nothing good about wine, and it is even worse if someone tries to persuade him.

My grandfather, my father and all my uncles can drink, and their capacity for alcohol is not bad. When I was young, I saw them sitting at the dinner table and drinking for a long time. I also saw them drinking too much or sleeping or getting drunk. These scenes cast a shadow on my young mind at that time, which made me feel that it was all alcohol, and made me feel that wine was not a good thing since I was a child.

I have been hurt by alcohol.

That was my junior year. Before the winter vacation of my junior year, I went to the supermarket in the west campus to buy Elodo, thinking about taking the train the next day. I met a boy in our class when I was wandering in Elodo supermarket. That boy is from Guangxi, and he has to drag me to their dormitory to eat hot pot and drink. I said I can't. I want to do some shopping and go home by train early tomorrow morning.

He said that by train, a pack of instant noodles would be enough.

I said I am no better than your classmates in Guangxi. My home is in the far northeast. It takes nearly three hours from Nanning to Beijing by express train and more than ten hours to Harbin by express train. You must take a lot of food with you on the road.

He thought about it and said, then you can buy it first. I'll go back to the dormitory first.

I said yes.

I didn't expect him to go back.

Half an hour later, I was waiting in line at the supermarket checkout counter, and he came running again. After I paid the bill, he dragged me to their dormitory.

My personality is happy-go-lucky When I saw a table full of people, I thought, "Come on, I'll take care of it. I never thought I would solve it for you. " .

There was a junior in Hubei on the desk at that time. That was the first time I met him. This junior has no manners when she sees me. He said I was from the northeast and asked me to drink with him. I thought I would drink, but what else can I do?

As a result, the boys in this primary school played very well. Beer, white wine and red wine are all poured into a cup and then drunk at one go. I thought at that time, fortunately, this is Nanning. If he is in Harbin, he can't mix Lin Qiu fruit wine any more. Now that my junior has done it, I'll do it. I was just about to pour it myself. This junior was quick of eye and load, and took my hand and said no, but she came and poured it for me. I watched him fall.

Cup after cup, I don't know how much I drank. Anyway, when I finished drinking, I had some pieces. I remember going to the bathroom again and again. When I went to the toilet for the last time, I felt uncomfortable in my stomach and secretly threw up in the toilet.

Later, after drinking almost, everyone broke up. I felt my hair was heavy, my feet were floating, and my body didn't listen to me, so I found a lower berth in their dormitory and lay down. I didn't lie down for long, so I went to the toilet to continue vomiting. Later, I really couldn't run, so I took the garbage basket to vomit. When I vomited, I felt my classmate patting me on the back and asked me if I was okay. Do you want to go to the hospital? I said nothing, just sleep for a while.

The next morning, I got up early and climbed back to the dormitory. I was going to take a bath, but when I got to the toilet, I felt surrounded by a mass of alcohol, and I especially wanted to throw up. But I vomited all night and couldn't spit it out. I smell that I'm naked. It turns out that the smell of alcohol comes from clothes. I was not in the mood for a bath, so I escaped from the toilet.

The wine I drank the night before was still drunk on an empty stomach. I didn't sleep well all night. I have no time to have breakfast in the morning. I was sitting on the train, feeling wobbly and sleepy, so I started to think about drinking the wine the night before. I seem to feel that alcohol is coming at me again. Because I was on the train, I had to refrain from going to the toilet to vomit.

Just that once, I had a complete calf. For the next year and a half, I felt sick and nauseous at the smell of alcohol.

I'm completely hurt by drinking. Since then, I hate wine even more. Up to now, eight years have passed, and I will never drink while eating unless I have to. Even if I drink, I will try to drink as little as possible.