Snow has begun to fall in the sky in the past two days. The snow is very small and melts quickly when it falls to the ground. But it does not prevent many people from being happy. Maybe everyone likes snow, and the memories in the snow are always so It's so vivid that we can't forget it for a long time.
We often ate together and created a WeChat group called "Chui La Tan Sing". Looking at the snow falling outside the window, I thought of the poem in Bai Juyi's "Farewell Liu Nineteenth": ''Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove. It's snowing tonight, can I have a drink? ’’
So I shouted in the group, and the location was decided to be Zhou Dong Noodle House near my work. The noodles at this restaurant are hand-rolled, full of flavor and good texture, and we go there often.
I ordered a small package there and was about to order some dishes when people started arriving one after another. We only needed to say something in the group for a few of us to eat. There was no need for a phone invitation or polite refusal. , come when you have time, we don’t blame you if you don’t have time.
There were ***7 people in the group, and none of them were missing. Winter is suitable for eating cured meat, but this restaurant didn’t have it, so we ordered pig head meat, then a mutton hot pot, a box of dog meat, and the rest All are vegetables.
Since it was noon and there were classes in the afternoon, no one mentioned drinking. We looked at each other and no one spoke first.
I couldn't help but ordered two bottles and filled myself up. I asked whoever could remember the poem about snow, I would pour him wine, otherwise he would only be allowed to drink plain water today.
Big Mouth rolled his eyes and said: "The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow..."
As expected of a heavy drinker, even the poems he recalled were so heroic. , soul-stirring.
Xiao Zhu said in his rich baritone: "It snows in Hutian in August, and pear blossoms bloom in thousands of trees and villages."
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< p>Old Geng majored in mathematics, so he couldn't remember the verses, so he just sang "The snow is falling so deeply, and it's falling so seriously." We laughed through tears and poured him wine as usual, and then they looked at me and motioned for me to continue.I said with a smile, all the brothers are here today, but the only thing missing is a beautiful woman. Looking at the flying snowflakes outside the window and the fallen leaves clinging to the glass windows, I joked:
The first snowy nights in winter begin to grow,
The cold winter passes in Shuyang.
No one cares about the dead leaves in the north wind,
Like a beautiful woman knocking on the window frequently.
Then, we drank in a lively atmosphere, with the indoor air conditioner turned on high and the charcoal hotpot burning brightly, telling jokes and reminiscing about the past. The atmosphere was so lively.
After two bottles of wine, I was still not satisfied. Looking at the snowflakes outside the window, I felt heroic and ordered two more bottles.
One cup after another, you have to enjoy your life to the fullest.
Idle sorrow is like flying snow, which melts away when you drink it.
Good flowers are like old friends, and the cup will be empty with a smile.
Eight glasses of turbid wine to celebrate life, and share the eternal sorrow with you
Yaqidi likes to sing, and hummed Mao Buyi's "Removing Sorrow". Time flowed like water, and it was finally time to go to work. Fortunately, all of us had good drinking abilities, so it did not affect our work.
In the evening, the snow was still falling. Dazui and I went to the snack bar and ordered two bottles of rice wine, two large plates of cabbage and pork dumplings, and two small stir-fries, and we ate heartily.
Actually, this kind of life is quite good.