Qiao Yinyue turned around and saw a person coming against the light.
The young man had a token hanging on his waist, carrying a bottle of sake from Zuitingxuan, and walked slowly down the long street.
The aroma of wine overflowed from the spout of the pot, and as it moved around, some of it spilled out and stuck to the white clothes, leaving little stains.
There are traces of wine on my clothes, so the fragrance of bamboo around me is even worse.
"It must be that the immortal was so drunk that he crushed the white clouds into pieces..."
A clear and familiar voice, mixed with a hint of free and uninhibited, suddenly rang in Qiao Yinyue's ears.
The young man passed Qiao Yinyue without squinting his eyes.
The sound of the wind whistled in the night breeze, which made the slightly tipsy person wake up for a moment, and then he was willing to sink again.
The broken hair on the young man's forehead was blown wildly, and the dark green headband also fluttered in the wind along with the dark hair.
He lifted the pot and drank, the sake splashed on his face, he raised his hand to wipe it away casually.
Under the moonlight, I don't know whether they are water marks or tear marks.
"It's ridiculous and vain to forget all the grudges, but it's just that the years are confusing and it's hard to keep people..."
The singing continued, dark clouds gradually formed, slowly covering the bright moon in the sky, and the young man's figure gradually melted into the night.
Walking through the streets of the long alley, I saw that the once bustling mansion had its plaque removed just a month ago, and the bright red courtyard door, which was still painted red, was locked tightly with an iron lock and a seal was affixed.
Looking from outside the courtyard wall, the towering trees in the courtyard are still full of green, and birds and animals are chirping on them, calling for their companions.
The young man continued walking while carrying the wine bottle.
When we walked to the river, the moon was setting and the morning light was dim.
Walking to the stars and frost, the crane returns to China.
When I reach the age of being a teenager, I am no longer young anymore...
Intention: Even if you are in a bleak place, be full of hope for life