Peach and plum spring wind a pot of wine, the night rain of the rivers and lakes ten years of lights

I don't know how the brothers in the previous dormitory lived, graduated more than ten years on their own things, for several years did not talk about the day, each of them became a family, the sky was different, running for the milk powder mortgage, getting older, occasionally thinking back to the small partners who did not go through the world, the distance did not produce beauty, only strangeness and estrangement, I really hope to meet when idle, talk about the situation of these years, I know, a few glasses of wine under the belly, no matter how much trouble and hardship will be left behind, back to the roadside stall on the side of the school, think back to a beautiful girl.

After running for five hours, on the third day, I still couldn't get the point, thinking about everything, and still couldn't sleep. May all be well.

Respect to all brothers on the road.

Respect our ordinary life.