Text/Zhang Dongfang
Over the years, he likes the rhyme of vulgarity, and loves wine. People who don't drink alcohol will say, what is the beauty of wine? In fact, in the eyes of drinkers, the beauty of the color of the wine is the elegance of the wine taster, the ancient Yashi has the title of the wine has the name of the golden wave green ant, these titles will also make people produce a kind of beauty of form, those who raise a glass to invite the moon to write poems feel that the moon is closer after drinking, the flowers are more beautiful, the scenery is more clear, the kind of ethereal joy and pleasure are attributed to the wine, the drunkard Ouyang Xiu's sentence "the joy of the landscape, the heart and the wine of the heart" is probably this meaning. Therefore, the real beauty of wine in the feeling of the drinker is the feeling in the heart and soul after drinking, as long as it does not hurt the wine, it is the same for all drinkers after drinking.
After being drunk, there is heaven, and the soul is comforted by wine. When did I become a slave to wine? I can't remember. Now I often think that the drinking buddies of the past are like participating in a large-distance race walk, at the beginning of the bustling and crowded scramble, slowly the pedestrians on the road will be scarce, some give up the march, some are not physically exhausted to catch up with the trip, and more are different ways do not conspire with each other and parting ways. Looking around the front and back, only three or two old friends are like shadows, never abandoned, and then taste the wine at this time has long been gone, and the fierce and spicy like a stone has long been gone, from the throat to the chest cavity are all some warm and warm in the diffusion, and there are some sweet and sour bitter salty precipitation in the corners of the side.
Mr. Lin Qingxuan's perception of drinking is really profound, he said, drinking is philosophical, preparing a lot of snacks, drinking a full cup is the inferior way to drink; a few peanuts and a plate of dried tofu, and three or five friends are the middle way to drink; a person drinking alone, raising a glass to invite Mingyue to the three of them is the best way to drink. The best way to drink is to drink different kinds of wine to different flowers throughout the year, and sometimes you have to warm last year's moonlight to this year's drink.
Seriously, this is the wine taste of elegant people, and it is not that most of the common people in Kusama do not respect this artistic conception, but they can't reach it at all, let alone imagine it. When I was young, who had more friends to gather? It's just that we haven't had a deep understanding of each other's life and society, and we are like a prismatic stone that has just been washed into a stream by wind and rain, and what people have in common is the enthusiasm to stride forward with the flow, but they don't know the advantages and disadvantages of each other's hardness and softness and the hardships along the way, but they only know how to walk together, cup after cup, drink it 300 cups at a time. But with the passage of time, it was baptized in the torrent, and when it really became a round pebble, no one and no one before knew where it was stranded.
When the clumps of mud and sand water flock themselves to a certain place on the bank of the stream, they gaze left and right, and the sky is late and the snow is long, can you drink a glass of wine? At this time, the wine has reached the realm of peanuts and dried tofu with wine, and at this time, it is not deliberate but natural to taste the release of oneself in the wine glass and the real aroma of the food. I have an old friend who is a businessman, and every time he invites me to drink, he brings two bottles of Moutai. When I was in the army, he was a reconnaissance squad leader, and I was a company health officer. Once he drank the mung bean Daqu brought from his hometown and had a splitting headache, came to me, I gave him two tablets of analgin to stop the pain, and our friendship has been more than 30 years since then. In his spare time, we get together several times a year, he said, over the years, the atmosphere of those clubs and wine clubs has spoiled the taste of good wine, he has never drunk it carefully, sometimes when he comes home he hates the smell of alcohol that spreads on his body, no matter how much he drinks, he will rinse in the bathroom for more than an hour, he will adjust the amount of water to the maximum, with a fragrant bath liquid. He said that those who are vain and flamboyant are vain and tired.
He also said that I know that he has no habit of drinking alone, only when we drink together, he doesn't need to deal with other people's emotions, and he doesn't have to deliberately judge someone's mind. He said that no matter whether you drink alcohol or feel like doing things, it depends on one heart, and the feeling is different if the heart is different. He will sometimes get drunk in this kind of slow infiltration and feeling, and then he will talk about the fame and fortune that has been devalued, he said, no matter where you are, you must not take wine lightly, you are proficient in wine, everything is clear, wine is the essence of heaven and earth, it will make you travel thousands of miles without hindrance.
I can't understand the experience and life of a rich man, but I feel that when we drink together, his mood is sincere, casual, and pleasant, just like when he said to me after taking analgin to relieve his headache, it is so comfortable. Sometimes I say, we're friends with wine and meat. He said that it should be, maybe there is more indescribable things than wine and meat friends. In fact, we all miss our friends who drank and meat in the past, the age at that time, the enthusiasm at that time, and the wine at that time! Most of them are temperamental people, and they are the best friends in life, because he never cares whether you have money or not, whether you succeed or not, and is on call when you are lonely and want to drink, and that kind of party will erase the loneliness and retreat of that age.
Sometimes I think, "Are years of time flowing away in a wine glass?" Actually, life is what makes people indescribable, time is not as tangible as a river, and in its silent flow, human temperament sometimes transforms solitude into a kind of enjoyment. The artistic conception of a piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds is not demanding, it is a person's practice in the vicissitudes of life. I really don't know from which year and month to start, toast to invite the bright moon, the shadow into three people into the norm, I did not check the consequences of this kind of self-solitude, anyway, in this artistic conception there will be an indescribable wonder, that is a rare quiet, it creates a warm extension of the memory, but also brings comfort to their stomach, maybe this is inevitable at this age.
Just because he has been reduced to this point in the wine glass for many years, not drinking two taels a day is like an ant in a hot pot, and he can't bother others every day when he is addicted to alcohol, so he has to drink one cup and one dish alone. But during this period, I never rejected my friends who drank peanuts and dried tofu. I admire another old friend of mine, or my literary friend when I was in the army, I borrowed many literary masterpieces from whom I had read in the past, and we have been drinking together for decades.
I only have two taels a day, but he has three meals a day, morning, middle and evening. Over the years, I have never asked him how much he drinks in a day, and he often talks about his appetizers, a handful of dates, a pinch of the leftover pot from his grandson's food, a plate of coriander peppers, a plate of peeled watermelon skin, and more a plate of peanuts, raw or fried or boiled in water, and he will plant a bunch of peanuts in the crop field every year to facilitate the wine. He often said that after drinking, he would wander through the dreams of his youth, he could not live without wine, nor could he lose those boundless dreams, once people had no ideas, life would come to an end.
Sometimes when he drank with emotion, he looked at his rough hands and said, my hands are sorry for these books on the shelves, the fatigue of the countryside over the years has made me a drunkard, nothing can be accomplished, I have worked hard, but in the end I am really powerless. At this time, he changed his words and said: "No matter what, living healthy is happiness, experience, your life will be rich, rich will be fulfilling, full is enjoyment, accompanied by wine and peanuts, accompanied by two or three friends, life is enough." Come on! Touch a glass, life must have a sense of ritual, life must be drunk when there is wine, how can a drop ever go to Jiuquan! Rural people have to live freely without a pension. "We can't keep the footsteps of the years, and there are many old ideals far away from us, but we can integrate friendship into the wine glass, and the wine glass into the beautiful life is also a great joy in life.
Three lamps and two glasses, drink alone under the moon, the wine is swallowed down, a peanut is chewed in the mouth and fragrant, echoing in the heart of the slow rhythm is the true meaning of life, is the precipitation after the course of the years, it is no longer so hurried and hot, it is the arrogance of the wolf and tiger swallowing when he was young and not arguing the taste of the insolence in the bottom of the heart, all the taste buds on the tip of the tongue are full of the sweet taste of wine and food. This taste, this laziness, this kind of comfort will slow down the time, at this time, you will think, toast yourself a glass, toast a friend, toast a cup of life, will enter the wine, the cup does not stop, life must be happy, do not make the gold bottle empty to the moon, just drink.
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