Drunk modern poetry

1

Drunk. Drunk.

Drink drinks.

grace cup

A love

A few melancholy moments

Drinking alone

be against the wind

The wind swept the mountain and brushed the cheek.

Duiyu

It's raining, the wind is blowing and it's thriving.

Dui Taohua

Peach blossoms are beautiful in the mud.

I'm drunk.

The spring breeze is not wasted.

Drift across a wisp of wine.

2

If I were a glass of wine

You can drip it into your chest.

Arouse your love. spray

Roll layer by layer, roll

I am loaded with a boat full of colors.

Facing the wind and waves

Drifting alone

three

I am intoxicated in the land full of spring.

Catkin flying season

Grab a handful and scatter it in the air.

Now start timing.

Everything falls with the wind.