When you come back drunk, the wine is sprinkled with autumn wind, autumn moon and autumn flowers. It is as strong as autumn and can be held in your arms. Drunk eyes look at autumn, trees are all autumn, mountains are also drunk, like seven points of autumn, three points of running water. Laughing at that autumn Weng also gives others autumn colors at will, as if afraid of attracting Qiu Si. He always exudes the breath of autumn. Look at the blue sky, clear water, white clouds and leaves like gold in Huang Cancan. Even people are blue and leisurely, shining in the autumn wind. Love is more like a running river, always in such a hurry.

Gently move into the door, do not want to be disturbed by the past, want to quietly move out of the purple carved guzheng, with a little wine, a little autumn, play a song "Autumn". A curtain of the moon is clear and blue, smashing into a swaying flower shadow, and the wind blows the curtain. I suspect that an old friend is coming tonight, and a pair of tears suddenly dim moonlight. Moist moonlight locks the red beans that bloom every spring, and the red beans are red and thick after frost in autumn. Who dares touch it easily? Love is like a pregnant butterfly, giving birth to a lovesick little butterfly, flying all over the east, west, north and south, and no one can stop it. I can only let it pull back the love that has gone away and show it to me again. How can I stop? Who misses who more? Who treasures that love more?

It's like you suddenly appeared in front of me from the scenery of clouds breaking the moon, your eyes blurred. How can you see the haggard face, and it is even more difficult to see the haggard whole body. Tired. Suddenly, I'm not ready to meet you. My hand felt the autumn coolness like water in the autumn night, and now you are holding it in your hand. I feel very warm. In the past, you always said: two people together will always be warmer and sweeter, refuse loneliness and shake the oath of love between you and me.

Is it? I always ask you with a smile and your heart, but I really know that I love you deeply and I don't want to leave you half a step. I can't imagine what it will be like to leave you, whether I will be sad to death, whether I will be heartbroken, and how to carry my life through to the end.

But now, I still doubt whether you and I are far apart. Away from mountains and rivers? What is between you and me? Afraid of the distance beyond the horizon and mountains and rivers. If it is not why there will be parting, there will be painful parting at the crossroads of love.

I don't want to think so much tonight. I just want to listen to a very clear song with a strong sense of drunkenness. Whose tears and affection are flowing under my fingers? Whose love and hate? Yue E invited flowers and clouds, and invited drunken Yang Fei to dance and dress with me.

See my shadow is messy? Can you listen to my music? Can you sing and dance with me, too? Can you get drunk with me? You can't resist a tune that evokes the past. You are singing and dancing, looking at me and staring at me, as if seeing me in your heart, and never letting me leave your heart again.

How did you know? How do you understand it? I never went out. Your heart dresses up all my dreams and love. After so many years and so many years, everything has turned to dust. Only you, the same as when I first met you, haven't changed at all.

Autumn insects are whispering in the grass, and Qiu Chan is drinking the dew on the leaves. Autumn insects will never forget the whispers of autumn, and I will never leave the dew in Qiu Chan. As for me, I love you all my life and can't get my love.

The shadows of flowers are swaying, the candlelight is red, and a purple sculpture is whispering in the autumn wind. Who can understand? Who can solve it? Spring flowers and autumn moon, when will it become? Tears asked the flowers, the flowers were silent, and the red flew by, leaving the swing swinging in the wind alone, but it was already the spring walk in Qiu Lai, and the frost stained the river and the maple red the forest.

So I want you to go to see the red leaves with me. Standing in the forest, the red leaves on the ground make people feel like a sea of fire. Is it "February flowers, the car missed the mountain road?" Re-recognize that the running water is barren, and I am afraid it will still exist. Send a message. "You always like red maple leaves. You always put them in your hand and carefully collect them one by one. You said that red beans may be lovers' tears, but red leaves are lovers' hearts. The vein seems to extend to the bottom of my heart, but once I walk in, I will never get out of that love. Maybe it really is "but bleak, the autumn garden is setting in the sun, and the cold branches stay drunk." "

Tonight, I am dancing alone, begging for a spoonful of acacia with the autumn wind, trying to lock your heart gently, trying to escape from the heart that locks my heart deeply, fearing that love is too smooth and infatuated, and I am too drunk to find a spoon that locks my heart. I'm singing and dancing, and I'm telling my love for you. I am in love with you in my life, and my heart has been firmly locked by you.

Tell the truth after drinking. At this time, this plan is opposite to your pulse, or you are as intoxicated as when you first met. After parting, the intensification of lovesickness will not affect our love. Love is like wine, the longer it gets, the more mellow it becomes. Tonight's drunkenness is inextricably linked with love.

The moon is walking through the clouds in the sky and secretly looking at my drunk face. Do you laugh at me for being so drunk? It's rare to get drunk several times in life and get drunk in the window. Even if people are drunk, their hearts are hard to get drunk. Let me tell you: You are still my favorite person, no matter what, no matter what, the heart that loves you will not change at all.