That Kind of Longing Is Called the Past

"Old man, can you give me a pack of soft red plums?" The shopkeeper said, "Sir, we don't have soft red plums anymore. They have been discontinued a long time ago. How can you get soft red plums with your price?" At this time, the gentleman shed tears and said, "Old man, I think of the past..." We drank wine together, smoked cigarettes together, dreamed together, and got together and separated together in those years. Then my husband read the poem he wrote when he was in school No matter how young and frivolous you are, wait until the dragons gather together. Raise glasses and drink the wine of passion together, and write about the Spring and Autumn Period with a smile.