wine
Wine, qiong pulp, since the beginning of Du Kang's brewing, has lasted for thousands of years, and has been rising for a long time.
The color is clear and fragrant, the sex is like a fiery fire, the first spicy, the abdomen is like a fire dragon into the sea, churning up and down, from the abdomen straight to the hundred meetings, only need to be blunt, slow speech, eyes dazed and words increase.
Drinking it, then Wu Song Yihao, only fisted the tiger, instigated people to borrow courage, and disasters were born. Zhang Fei was dominant, single-handedly resisting the enemy, and the Great Saint played Yaochi alone, messing up the Heavenly Palace. The sorrowful cry, the borrowed wine to pour sorrow, the frustrated go crazy, and the cloudy wine talks about parasitism.
In the past, the Queen Mother feasted on the guests, greedily took the seven fairies, and at the Feast of the Hongmen Gate, there was murder in the cup. Liu Bang holds the cup, the wind song lyrical pride, Meng De holds the hammer, and the cup of wine is dedicated to the river wind. Pointing out the Jiangshan, Song Jiang was mistakenly attacked, and on the wind and current table, Jin Lian secretly promised Ximen Qing. Poetry immortals dare to play Lux, Chang'e anger anger canopy, poets inkers, masterpieces are numerous. Ancient and modern for thousands of years, wine into the history of Youth.
Liu Yong brushed his whiskers and expressed his chest straight. Shuo Jin raised a toast and commented on the heroes of modern and ancient times.
Many things in ancient and modern times are paid for in a glass of wine.
