In the first part, I wrote that in the autumn season, the thin autumn wind blew off the plane leaves, and the author who was a little sad in his heart sent away his worries with wine, and then fell asleep at the window. Goldwind phoenix tree creates a lonely artistic conception in clear autumn. The author got drunk after a few drinks. It is wine that makes people drunk, and people who get drunk easily have worries.
The next movie was written at sunset, and the author woke up drunk and looked out of the small window. Osmanthus fragrans and hibiscus have withered, the setting sun is reflected on the railing, and swallows are flying south. Reminds me of the scene of a person sleeping drunk last night, and I can't help but feel a chill in my heart. It can be said that he is more worried about drinking.