The hustle and bustle is mixed with a little silence, and there are still many strange faces in this box,
The boy's swallowing clouds and mists, falsely narrating the rivers and lakes,
The girl's reserved silence, the stranger didn't go to see,
The sound and noise of the wine made people frown.
The pungent smell of distiller's grains, the throat-throated cup plus one cup, and then bragging each other, brave the year, and talked down at the moment.
The lights are slightly yellow, smoky, and the eyes are a little bit sour. Looking at that corner, today it does not belong to me.
The silence in the corner is always harmonious, and the silence of girls makes people feel embarrassed.
Shaking his head, maybe this is the real reason why our group of people go and rarely bring girls,
Maybe I'm tired of the process of talking to someone, be silent, who is afraid of whom?
Sitting in the middle of the table, it turned out that I could be so deceitful.
The old-fashioned player plays old-fashioned songs, the incomplete wolf crying ghost rushes through the box,
It's dumb, it's bitter in bloom, who knows? Why bother?
In such a situation, no one needs to know anyone ...
Xie Lan of lights, camouflage ~~~ The succession of flashes, dazzling and looks confused, just like life!
Heavy heads after drinking, broken motorcycles,
Silent acceleration, a little noise and youthful publicity on the street at midnight,
Laugh at yourself, see the arrogance that once belonged to you from this group that should be considered juniors!
Maybe it was a transition, always slightly boring ...
Then Mahjong fully showed the worthlessness of youth, beer, cigarettes, mahjong, women,
Is everything so boring and old from another perspective? Still look away? Who cares ...
Silent attempts to integrate, even if hypocritical, even if indulgent, what the conclusion is, spend it tacitly ...
Another sleepless night, sour eyes covered with bloodshot, yawn ...
Looks rough and indifferent expression, and still disappears with the revolution of the earth ...
The "bad guys" era is brazenly squandering, squandering cheap youth,
Do you not understand the world or see the world? Is it indulgence or fall? Is it crazy or hypocritical?
Is it because I hate society or time is boring, why bother to care so much?
"Badness" repeated, the beat kept on, the interpretation continued ...
Repeatedly, persevering, maybe letting people live with the so-called sense of security,
Maybe one is destined to wander, and the possible mime has no ending, and the curtain call is a problem?
Is there no beginning? Is there no opportunity? Maybe I can't touch you yet?
Everything has no end and no answer
From Bin Shuai, QQ: 342879152