Limit 500 words "Yue, the wine today is a bit refreshing."
A woman dressed in white held a wine flask, raised her head to the sky, and put the wine into her mouth. The wine drops falling from the woman's mouth shimmered like pearls on the seabed three thousand miles away under the huge moon at night.
The woman's bare feet were also slightly shiny, but the blood-red red rope on her ankles was particularly dazzling. Corresponding to the enchanting red flowers on her ears, she looks like a matchmaker in white.
"The moon, when will it return?"
The woman flicked her right hand to the sky
"Boom..."
The wine pot fell to the ground with a sound, breaking the loneliness of the day and night.