There are nearly 800 stories being staged in the city every day, and in this world of fireworks, the story of "me" and wine often happens, family, friendship, love, growth, confusion, and pressure. Thousands of thoughts are like a glass of wine, and after drinking it all, you can taste the mellowness and harmony of life.
Shi Rongxiao wine always has a predictable magic, and "I" can show a moment of relaxation and sincerity in a slightly drunken moment. In this cup of wine, there is a high purity of sweet and sour.
When I was a child, I could always see the elders holding their glasses high during the lively festivals, clinking glasses as if they were the most enjoyable thing to do, shouting "Good wine!" Wine! The cheeks were crimson, the smile was not hidden, and the meaning of the festival celebration reached the climax.
Next to me and my friends always stared at the big eyes, the strong aroma of wine aroused curiosity and exploration, secretly licked along the wall of the cup, spicy, not delicious, smashed the mouth and then tasted, slightly drunk feeling like floating dopamine, the whole body felt floating.
When I grew up, studying and working in a different place, I always wanted to be wholeheartedly and strive to make some achievements, but there were also moments of exhaustion, so I had two drinks alone to relieve the pain of homesickness.
Finally, when the Spring Festival arrived, the road back to his hometown was always bumpy and long. Chinese New Year's Eve gathered together, looked at a table of good dishes, and the nagging voice of the elders sounded in his ears: "Happy to drink some wine at home, drinking outside may not be happy." "Fill your glasses and smile.
The hearts of the struggling workers are full of blood and dreams, and they are careful about every second on the road of career struggle, racing against time in the criss-crossing big cities. But the long-term busy work is overwhelming, and the tingling pain in the shoulder and neck reminds me from time to time that the nervous tension leads to insomnia, and in the middle of the night, I can only fall asleep with a glass of wine.
Back in a small city, 9 to 5, the income is not high, but it is better to spend time with your family and be relaxed and happy. At dinner, my father took out the wine and shook it at me, and I immediately went to get the wine glass, and drank a glass lightly, which is the sweetness of life, not intoxicating.
Poetry and wine take advantage of the prime of life, put aside the complexity and busyness, Shi Rongxiao hopes that drinking friends will pick up the ease and freedom they like, and live a lively life.