The wine turns into rain, and the wine intoxicates people's hearts.
The branches and vines are like clouds, and the rain stops when it reaches the vines.
When will your drunken rain stop?
Until my branches and vines are also drunk.
I made a drunken rain, and they were all drunk and fell into endless ecstasy
Now only you can look me in the eyes, Yu Chen.
Purpose: To make the characters I write not only live on paper and in my mind