Between half drunk and half awake, and the top and crazy and carefree

Between half drunk and half awake, you will always bet your youth on tomorrow. Wandering around the world, I hope I can enjoy the exotic customs like San Mao, hike the Gobi and see the lonely smoke in the desert. Hope like Xin Qiji’s lofty sentiments, brilliant talent, dream of blowing horns and connecting camps, and drinking to pick a lamp and watch a sword..     ‘ When Singing to Wine, Life Geometry”. Since ancient times, heroes must not have wine and drunkenness must not have poetry. Open your eyes to see the world, ” Better be drunk than awake, and still drunk.”. Between being half drunk and half awake, he looked down on fame and fortune and saw through the world of mortals.. Words also crazy, state like dian, thinking fluttering, writing carefree.     Between half drunk and half awake, outside the skeleton. Don’t care about the appearance of the past, don’t care about people’s ambiguous eyes, pride, chant loudly’ when the moon will be bright, ask the sky for wine’. Do him once Suzi, let the bold feelings fill the glass; When he was sad, he cried in a torrential rain like how the Yellow River’s waters move out of heaven, washing his tired heart with tears of true feelings. Then, in the sunshine full of gardenia, he warmed himself and quietly pondered.. Between heaven and earth, there is only me, and I am crazy and carefree.     Half drunk and half awake, watching the swallows flutter through the window in the evening when the wind and rain are sparse and sudden.. With three glasses of two light wine, go to the enemy’s sad mood, plum and yellow rain. The years are long and life is short. Why should we expect to spend the full moon in the twilight?? It’s too long to leave and too short to gather together. After sunset, the wine will be filled with dark fragrance..     Between half drunk and half awake, take a broken hat to cover your face. Occasionally indulge yourself, do a little rebellion, in other people’s dumbfounded, humming frivolous minor tunes, go to long roadways to graffiti on white walls, and write our love declaration. Will also ride a bicycle, bravado on the rugged mountain road, and squeeze out funny smiling faces with a frown when they fall to pieces. Cool, drunk; Pain, wake up. Should feel life is so, and jump and crazy, and carefree.     Between half drunk and half awake, I don’t care about those secular views. No longer pretend to smile at things you don’t like, you can laugh and shout at them, you can do whatever you like, and you don’t have to settle for some people. I don’t care if you are a heavenly king, Lao Tzu, or a royal family. Whatever you are, you are a piece of cloth. I walk my way, I sing my song. No lights, no luxury villas; There are three or two rooms in the shack, and there is no desire for heaven and earth to be wide. A plain paper, a pot of turbid wine, independent and boundless, drunk with poems.     Between half drunk and half awake, you always bet your youth on tomorrow. Wandering around the world, I hope I can enjoy the exotic customs like San Mao, hike the Gobi and see the lonely smoke in the desert. Hope like Xin Qiji’s lofty sentiments, brilliant talent, dream of blowing horns and connecting camps, and drinking to pick a lamp and watch a sword.. Tired and tired, we are looking for a night of light wind and light clouds to shore our hearts. Calm down the absurdity and falsehood and convert to the promise we once made.     The world is mine, and I can’t understand it. Half awake and half drunk, because the world is too hazy. Zen said, ” If you look at the hazy world with a hazy eye, you can see many things outside the world.”. However, whether you are hazy or sober, you still can’t see the world through life.. Sad yesterday but not tomorrow. Drunk and awake, right and wrong, still half awake and half drunk.     Tonight, where shall I findmyself? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng Can Moon. Wake up, but drunk with the wind and the moon. To write a note on one’s heart, he was blown up by a river of spring water.. Just, just! oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, frustrated in his life, drank alcohol while he was half drunk and half awake. He was also mad and carefree..     2011 – 6 – 23