Talk about the bad mood of wine

1. The wine entered the throat and cracked, as if singing in despair.

I don't remember, but the wine soaked my whole body, from my heart to my heart.

3. Wine turns into homesickness and tears.

4. Wine is like a woman, and there are gains and losses in life. A successful woman can be intertwined and never let a man go all her life. A frustrated woman, in tears, raised her glass and was drunk alone.

But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

6. Worrying about the sky has ended for no reason. Tears come before wine. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Worry is endless, and the distance is like spring water.

7. There are thousands of glasses of wine. Drink as much as you can. You can't drink and run.

8. When the wine is full, it will overflow, but who is the extra melancholy that overflows? I am full of my melancholy again, and I have drunk all my recent troubles and unhappiness! In the eyes of others, I may be massive, or I may say that I am very happy, but only my own psychology is weighing the drums.

9. Every time we meet, two people hiding the same little secret push a cup for a change across the sea of people and smile at each other, which is more or less warm. We will talk about trivial days, we will be drunk by others, and we will drink others with a tacit smile.

10. Wine reminds me of you, but you forget me.

1 1. Wine is accompanied by loneliness, not loneliness. Only when I was drunk did I realize that I had missed the person beside me.

12. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

13. You know there are thousands of drinks. Drink as much as you can, and run if you can't finish it.

14. Good wine comes when friends come. If a pervert comes to him, it's up to the female pervert.

15. I fell asleep alone with loneliness and alcohol. If I can meet you again, don't flinch.

16. I really long for a happy drunkenness. I want to vomit, spit out my inner feelings and unhappiness, and spit out my own heart. It is best to let people in the distant horizon know: "I am very tired, I hope you can forgive me by leaps and bounds." But you, full of personality, can't give me this chance. Friends are doomed to disappear in friction, and friends are doomed to leave in misunderstanding. I can only talk to wine alone and tell you about my respect for you!