Exquisite and industrious composition of 300 words

On the night of drinking, I was intoxicated and didn't know the way back, and I was in a daze looking for her direction. The more fragrant the wine, the more tears remain, and the sad heartbreak becomes a farewell lament. Thoughts are flying, burying all the happiness and beauty. Looking at the boundless night sky, my little heart silently made a desperate oath, but it can't stand the light of time. I thought that the unbreakable sad wall was broken in an instant, and that little bit of debris was scraped.

The familiar melody came from the other side of the sky. Looking back suddenly, my sight turned into an ambiguous love-hate entanglement. I gave up and pursued, but my life was like the first sight, with faint sadness and inaction, but I secretly made the final promise to myself. If my last effort becomes another euphemism, I am willing to wander in the wind and stay in this memory …