Breaking ranks, drinking and drinking, breaking ranks wants to try the fireworks on earth, but you can't expect the vicissitudes of life. Ten thousand volumes of poetry and books are idle, and semi-old ambitions are self-indulgent. In those days, I was loyal. I don't know the taste when I am drunk, but Fang Xiao wanders when I wake up. What time is cool and sad, and a hundred kinds of thoughts are heartbroken. This feeling is hidden in the wine.