A drunkenness in words

In the black night, there is no star in the sky, and the empty heart is even more hopeless. I want to say it to the wind, the wind has no shadow, and I want to say it to the moon, the moon has no sight, I want to say it to you, where are you? The helpless spread of this thought made me helpless to see it gasp. I didn’t want to be in such a state. Maybe this was the weakness in the dark night and the true face under the mask. Immerse yourself in this unreal world, take words as wine, music as food, get drunk tonight, no matter what reality it is, no matter what confusion it is, this moment is the time to relax, looking for warmth in this hangover, the first Cup, to respect my past, I used to work hard, because I didn’t know how to cherish myself, apologize to myself here. The second cup of toast to my present. Now I have lost many good times before, gradually moving towards middle age and paying a lot for my present responsibilities. Here remind myself, now we must make ourselves healthy, happy and confident. The third cup of toast to my future. In the days waiting for me, I don’t know what will happen. Anyway, I must face it calmly, treat myself well, and keep this heart optimistic all the time. I raised my glass to invite the night, but turned my smile reluctantly. The momentary mood set off the night with extreme coldness. It was like a microwave storm on the calm lake. The night was quiet, so was my heart, sleepiness is coming slowly, a little mood changes, good night! Wen, music with rain

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