Contemplation with longing

2022-08-02 0 By

I like to drink tea, a person’s tea with qinghuan, I like to write, the posture of the lone person even the nib is a euphemistic note.Occasionally drink wine, half drunk half awake to see the world of a flower a grass.I’m used to smoking, one person, one cigarette.Staring out of the window, the prosperity of sunrise and sunset.Even the kitchen fireworks are my own solo.Every night, let the lonely shadow under the light appear more real.– Night Talk of the West Ridge