It's Too Late in the World

A long time ago there were two double standards. The first gentleman loves to drink and is good at drinking. In addition, he also has a special skill: his eyelids turn up and down in two colors. At first, I occasionally rolled my eyes at people I didn't like. Later, when I didn't like it more often, I would only roll my eyes at one person. A veritable double standard. The second gentleman was very beautiful in his prime, but according to his own opinion, he was as slovenly as possible. As a result, the whole world regarded him as a male god, and he was called a god wherever he went. He is obviously an all-rounder who only happens once in 500 years, but his life creed is that he will not be an official until he is beaten to death. He looks calm and calm at ordinary times, but he is a warrior at heart. According to insider Wang Arong's mysterious disclosure, the two gentlemen are most likely having an affair. "Uncle Ruan's white eyes don't cost money, and he won't turn them over if he likes them. His green eyes are very expensive, and he only turns them on Mr. Ji." "They often play in the bamboo forest without us." "Blow each other every day, blowing endlessly." "Hey, have you heard of Qi Ruo Jinlan?" "In this world, we are all traitors to the world." "It can't be separated, it can't be done." "What I seek is nothing but covetousness for the secular world. A cup of turbid wine is as warm as water." [There is an unknown barren mountain in Yunmeng, Chu Land. There are lush forests and bamboos, the clouds and mist are spreading, but there is no one around. I met an immortal by the side of a clear spring. His person is as bright as the moon in the clouds, as solemn as the wind under the pine trees, and as cool as the snow in the clouds. He is the most pure and elegant person in the world. I fell asleep for a long time, stunned and unable to speak. From then on, all the rest of my life, I had a brilliant dream because of this. The so-called old friends in the world, a trip to the bamboo forest, a qin and a drink, are enough to waste several years here. How can I live alone and old, as tall as the mountains and rivers? When I looked back with regret, I realized that my old friend was far away, and I didn't expect that we were separated from each other. It is suddenly late in the world, and I no longer know the spring and autumn. ·A historical fan of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, the cp is Ruan Ji/Ji Ruan. ·A long history, clear water warning, as clear as if only friendship is left. ·I would like to write this article as a message to the beginning. "Can I travel to the bamboo forest with you again in the next life?"