Living in a drunken dream.

The classic sentence of leading a drunken life is as follows:

1. Everything in the world is growing with the rotation of the years. No matter how you get rid of it, you can't escape the fate. So, in this difficult growth, we made up a series of beautiful stories and sent off a group of passers-by. Finally, we realized that I was alone all the way.

2, a turn, a fireworks, there is no eternal youth, leaving only a touch of ink, that is your deepest injury in my heart.

3, tears will eventually make people understand that marriage is not two people who love each other for a while, but two people who don't hate for a lifetime, living in the grave of feelings.

4, lonely drunk in the sunset, the sound is desolate, the sound is sad. Who is sadness complaining to? Regardless of people's haggard, the old man drank a glass of wine all his life, drunk before drinking, two lines of sad tears and the ashes of the past. Lonely and desolate people don't ask, tears add nine songs to the Yellow River, hate the low Huashan Mountain in the three peaks, and worry about dyeing long hair.

5, the past is like smoke, like water, and there is only one scene in my mind that I can't turn back. Time can't dust off this sad album. The wind is blowing, the flowers are falling, and people are thin and lonely.

6. Silent nights spread quietly, and unconsciously, silent years passed with one night after another. The wind of the world, with a quiet tiredness, stirred the dusty heartstrings, hurt the red color in my memory, easily captured my barren time, and shook off the memory dust all over the place. I stood at the window in confusion, but I didn't know how to let go of loneliness.

7. On a cold night, my heart is cold, my breath hurts, I hide my love in my heart, I feel confused about the scars of the years, my sadness lingers, my sadness is singing, and I miss my feelings no longer, but deeply.

8. The imprint of years has buried an old heart, as if it had never moved happily in that memory! Attached to a prepared gratitude, I turned around my life with no regrets, only a * * * encouragement that I haven't had time to let go.

9. The silent night is still spreading, and the wind of missing is mixed with loneliness and loneliness. I still stand at the window, hiding my confusion and burying my true yearning.

10, listening to those sad songs, missing is still so painful. On a dark and silent cold night, sitting alone in front of the screen, I miss you so much. You can call me baby as before, give me a warm word and look at your smiling face.

1 1, time is like water, a dream in a thousand years. In a daze, I don't know how long I have been wandering on this thorny road of life growth. Before I could say goodbye to those surging in my life, they were swept away by the torrent of years and scattered into mottled places, arranged in the long river of years.

12, I remember everything about you. I miss you all my life. From now on, I will never stop.

13, those dreams will eventually disappear, and the depths of my memory are always covered with sad riverbeds. I am afraid that the darkness will remind me of endless acacia. The joy of the past passed away in the long river of years, and the rest of the years left me only the past.

14, life, this is a reincarnation, a reincarnation that people remember but forget. The deeper the memory, the deeper the damage. It is better to let nature take its course, let time bleach those memories and let everything drift away with the wind.

15, the curtain of the story, can't escape the sad ending after all. Those figures wandering in the fleeting time are now far away in the wind of the years, leaving no trace of memory.