1, I went to the bar and met some people dancing in the crazy crowd with flashing lights and blurred music, some people sitting leisurely in front of the bar watching the bartender play with bottles, and some people who were noisy, lonely, excited, deep, strong and helpless. The bottle is between the left hand and the right hand, swimming well, bouncing up and down, gentle and melodramatic.

In the bar, strangers sit in twos and threes, talking to each other, and the air is slowly filled with the singer's infectious songs.

Colorful wine, deafening music and crazy dance steps make you forget the pressure you face in real life, the unforgettable past and the pain you have left in your heart. ...

The mixed air is full of the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the sound of music is so loud that it almost deafenes the ears. Men and women are frantically twisting their waists and hips on the dance floor, and gorgeous women are laughing and slapping among men, teasing those men who can't control themselves with frivolous language.

5, dim light, wandering in blurred eyes, like an erratic phantom, no square inch.