Seven Laws: Night Banquet.
Wen Caotang is idle.
People about the evening step banquet hall, the sunset idle hanging window lattice.
When you meet and talk well, you can't talk about the wine when you are drunk.
Laugh at my youthful book, and pity the white hair of the gentleman and say that he is very good.
Hongchen has been sad and happy several times, and sighs endlessly.
Grassroots poetry and songs
At dusk, I walked into the banquet hall with my friends and enjoyed delicious food and wine while watching the sunset gently fall on the window lattice. We met here, confided in each other, and talked about mulberry and hemp. The wine glass exudes a faint fragrance, as if a glass of wine can make people intoxicated, and it is difficult to speak.
Laughing at us, when we were young and frivolous, our hearts were full of bookishness, as free as flowing waves. And in the face of today's gray-haired friends, I deeply pity their former glory is no longer there. They were once as young as the rising sun and had outstanding talents, but now they are lonely. Throughout the red dust, joy and sorrow have been staggered many times, and the cycle of spring and autumn has never stopped.
As the night deepened, the moonlight gradually shrouded the earth, and we were still immersed in the poetic realm. On this night, we will sincerely celebrate the beauty of youth and feel the passage of time. We celebrate the brilliance of life, but we also reflect on the fragility and impermanence of life. At this moment, we have carried too much bitterness and happiness together, and experienced too many ups and downs and losses.
However, even if the years go by, we will continue to move forward. Whether it is a young scholarly boy or a gray-haired old man, we will move forward firmly and continue to explore the true meaning of life. We know that in the red dust, laughter and tears are intertwined, and sadness and happiness coexist. And it is this kind of contradiction and conflict that makes life full of endless meaning and value.
On this night, we enjoyed the melodious **, drank wine, and talked about life. At the feast, we evoked memories of the past, expectations for the future, and reverence for life. We use poetic words to express our inner emotions and pour out our feelings in our hearts. Our words, like the beautiful scenery in front of us, are like a picture scroll, showing the bits and pieces of life.
The feast will be over, but that doesn't mean the end of our life's journey. Together, we will continue to move forward and face the challenges and opportunities of the future. We will use passion and wisdom to write our own stories. The years go by, but we always maintain our love and passion for life. Whether we are young or old, we can all find the meaning of life and find the motivation to move forward in the night banquet.
On this night, we gazed at the night sky and deeply sighed at the joys and sorrows of the red dust. Yet, we remain determined to move forward in our inner revelation and realm. Whether it is a scholarly boy or a white-haired old man, we all love life and love Hongchen. We firmly believe that only in the baptism of red dust can we truly understand the true meaning of life and taste the beauty of life.
Late at night, with no more drinks, we left the banquet hall and went back to the orbit of life. However, that shared memory and heart-to-heart connection will make us no longer lonely in Hongchen's journey. We will continue to move forward into the distance, feel the bits and pieces of life with our hearts, and interpret the joys and sorrows with words. The years are quiet, we watch the prosperity of Hongchen together, and write our own stories with poetic strokes.