You mistook old vinegar for ink and wrote a poem that has been sour for half your life. What is it?

However, I mistook the old vinegar for ink and wrote it on half a piece of paper.

"Mistakenly treating old vinegar as ink and writing half-life acid on paper" and "Mistakenly treating old vinegar as ink and writing half-life acid" are the works of netizens who changed their dreams from Jiangnan. The first sentence of this poem describes the author's living situation, and the second sentence reflects the author's inner unwillingness, which leads to the self-mockery of the latter two sentences.

Extended data:

Ancient poems describing the helplessness of life;

Korean poet Liu Yong wrote "butterfly lovers, the wind of a dangerous building"

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Translation:

I am standing on a tall building, and the soft spring breeze is blowing head-on, and the sky is filled with endless worries and gloom. The setting sun is slanting and the grass is misty. Who can understand my mind silently leaning against the railing? I want to indulge myself and get drunk. When I raise a glass in a song, I feel that I am reluctant to play but have no interest. I'm getting thinner and thinner, and I don't regret it. I'd rather languish for you.