Drink a glass of wine alone to experience the New Year.
A bright moon,
Shining on the pale earth,
Years of running water,
Pale memories of the past,
The flowing season,
Solidified the qi of heaven and earth.
Sitting alone in the yard,
Looking up at the stars,
On the night of 1 1 month,
I am hazy,
A little bright fire,
With a smile of frost and wind,
With a clean teacup,
For the millennial ancients,
Secular world, west wind, past events;
The scene is like a cloud,
After many hardships,
After several tests,
The old road to life,
Rivers that have become thick over the years,
Northwest wind in late autumn,
Blow away the dream of this life,
Looking at the golden full moon between heaven and earth,
Arrogant wind,
Playing on the ancient riverbed of Taoer River,
The fantasy of modern people and ancient people,
"Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us,"
"Looking back on the past like smoke, the vast Milky Way drifted into the world,"
Yes!
Late autumn,
A noble,
Solid. Scenery,
The purest memory in the world of mortals.
Standing on the threshold of late autumn,
Listening to the horn of winter,
The source of strength,
Produce the most unforgettable memories in life,
Late autumn,
A role in life;
Late autumn,
Invisibility of material degradation.
Happy harvest and the desolation of the earth,
Leng Yue and the West Wind,
Draw a picture of residual beauty.