Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise the cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it more sorrowful.

I am so worried that I can’t get drunk. Before the wine arrives, tears first come. The lamp is turned off and the pillow is turned off, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless, and the distance is endless like spring water.

When the wine entered the throat, there was a cracking sound, like a desperate singing.

Three great tragedies at a dinner party: The person you wanted to invite didn’t come, all the people came to keep you company, and you were the only one awake when paying the bill.

Women who drink know how to cherish, and women who drink know how to understand. Women who drink know how to give up. A woman who drinks will use wine to express her feelings and dare to love and hate. A woman who drinks will use wine to interpret her life and dare to do what she wants.

When I was drunk, I refused to accept anyone, so I held the wall.

Wine reminds me of you, but you have forgotten me.

If you are not drunk with wine, you will be drunk.

When you know you have a cup of wine, drink as much as you can. If you can’t drink anymore, run away.

Wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

Wine is like a woman. There are also gains and losses in life in wine. A successful woman can drink and drink with each other and never give in to men in life. The frustrated woman, with tears in her cheeks, raised her glass and got drunk alone.

Three great tragedies at a dinner party: The person you wanted to invite didn’t come, all the people came to keep you company, and you were the only one awake when paying the bill.

The happiness on your face can be seen by others. Who can feel the pain in my heart?

I have been brave for too long and decided to live for you alone.

Wine reminds me of you, but you have forgotten me.

Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise the cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it more sorrowful.

When I was drunk, I refused to accept anyone, so I held the wall.

I want to cry with tears in my eyes, I want to smile without being able to hold the corners of my mouth, I just want to use alcohol to numb all my thoughts.

Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is gentle. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word as to who would lean on the fence.

When you are tired, your heart will reach the shore, a harbor where you will always be with you. Now parting lies before our eyes, blurring our eyes. The world is so wide, but I hope we can be as close as neighbors. With a wave of my hand, I can enjoy Chanjuan from now on.

Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring. Because in front of the opposite sex, men always like to show their masculine side. This is how you look like a man, so machismo is sometimes necessary.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that the beautiful buildings and jade buildings will be too cold at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I am in the human world.

Every time they meet, two people who hide the same little secret exchange cups and cups across a sea of ??people, and look at each other with a smile, which is so warm. We will talk about some trivial days, we will be drunk by others, and we will also drink from others with a tacit understanding.

It doesn’t matter if they are the right person, the most important thing is that they have the right interests. Otherwise, if they don’t have the same language, they will still feel lonely even if they are together.

It doesn’t matter what goal is achieved before love becomes love. No matter what kind of love, it is a beauty and a result. And the love engraved in the bottom of the heart, because it is selfless and desireless, and because it is indifferent to sorrow, will be truly eternal.

I fell asleep alone with the smell of alcohol in my arms. If we can meet again, don’t back away.

Women who drink know how to cherish, and women who drink know how to understand. Women who drink know how to give up. A woman who drinks will use wine to express her feelings and dare to love and hate. A woman who drinks will use wine to interpret her life and dare to do what she wants.

When the wine entered the throat, there was a cracking sound, like a desperate singing.

I am so worried that I can’t get drunk. Before the wine arrives, tears first come. The lamp is turned off and the pillow is turned off, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless, and the distance is endless like spring water.

Half a pound of wine is not a good drink, a pound of wine is not enough to support the wall, but I won’t walk with half a pound of wine.

Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except Wushan, it was not a cloud. But what if I come back before I have passed through Canghai or just visited Canghai, and I have never been to Wushan before diving into the siege?

Wine is accompanied by loneliness and loneliness. After getting drunk, I realized that the person beside me was just missing.

People cannot be ruthless, ruthless people are too scary; people cannot be sentimental, sentimental people are too painful.

At that moment, I seemed to hear the whole world collapse.

People often ask you to choose between friends and lovers, which one would you choose? In fact, this question is redundant.

Friends or lovers who really understand you will understand your behavior. If they don't understand you, don't worry too much about losing them. Friends or lovers should help each other, not be forced to accommodate.

The wine is full, and it overflows when it is full, but whose unnecessary melancholy is it that overflows? I filled up my melancholy again, and drank up all the recent troubles and recent unhappiness! In the eyes of others, I may be a big drinker, or they may say that drinking makes me happy, but the bitterness in it can only be weighed by my own psychology.

Wine is like a woman. There are also gains and losses in life in wine. A successful woman can drink and drink with each other and never give in to men in life. The frustrated woman, with tears in her cheeks, raised her glass and got drunk alone.