Pillow poetry

? When you first enter the world of mortals, you don't know the sufferings of the world. When I suddenly turned around, I was already in pain. This glass of wine is three points fragrant and seven points sad. It's hard to get through customs, and it's hard every night. May all the love and hate in this world melt into wine, and let this dusty wine drown my sorrows!

? If you want to try fireworks, how can you expect the vicissitudes of life? Thousands of poems and books are useless. You were so high-spirited that you didn't know the taste when you were drunk. When you wake up, Xiao Fang hesitates. You are sad and heartbroken. This feeling is tasted in wine.

This is life. It's sad. Every night is hard. Unconsciously, it has been so many years, savoring life and enjoying the prosperity of the world.