I give you a farewell/It is filled with the sky where the geese fly south/I don't care if you come back/I don't want you to stay when the geese fly away/I give you a farewell/The tavern in the alley/The small wine bowl in the tavern/Two ounces of shochu and a plate of finger meat under the dim light/Elegant and wild drunkenness to lose weight among the flowers/I give you a farewell/You go find a nebula/I will give you a fortune/I give it away Thousands of farewells to you/When will you return my little wine bowl/(This article was written when I participated in the Jinjiang Dream Jianghu Fan Essay Contest in February. The emphasis is on participation. The poem in the introduction was excerpted from Douban or □□ Space two years ago. I liked it very much. I accidentally read it and felt that the two went well together, so I paired this article with such an introduction to remember some of my feelings.)
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