Drunken men is the most vulnerable, alcohol attack the body, but excited remaining memory, right now is not had visited his body, but for grasping the lost and hurt himself.
Life bitter tired, generality, mo so... Remember martial arts drama "xianjian JiXia preach" finale, lee is free and unfettered do the whole body strength to shout out "love", as infinite spell last bit of energy rooting out the big Lord on worship. A love for the poor man in question, thrilling touched, life again there is love there is difficult, and happiness. When he saw the beloved man drunken chi state, funny? Can spirit? Not? Fine attention, like infants that a pure clear eyes, let a person how bear to reprimand angrily to insult...
I have experience to the taste of a drunken, too have known that everything can't poor, alcohol attack the nerves, but let only to save consciousness to be helpless.
When you say, I can imagine when depressed a tightening of the eyebrows but you thinking, YiGouGou inquiries, finally no longer respond to it, how to guess the drunken brawl crazy?
Love is a Pou sand, I how to leaders of the palm not to relax, eventually still can slip through your fingers by living in slide, besides looking at quietly drifting away from that which has the form, only very sad. Think that once the everlasting, ultimately just a nothing else just.
Ahead in the south of the Yangtze, the ancient graceful and restrained the thoughts of hope into a weak wipe watercolor, who is the ink is filled with the lotus? Pick up the spring with a green cutting or water color group of unlined upper garment, with a piece of purples bunch of hair in show head step, the rainbow made of walking into the faint the brocade of minjiang river, amorous feelings each line, from the river, before the paint with all. With poor, poor flower trace willow, is my fingertips means a memory, then, know that some thoughts can't drift with the wind, but it was broken up in mind, on the bone, stay awake, who will be for wine you making a cup of tea?
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