In the sweltering summer, the sound of frogs in the rice fields is full of sounds.
The stars are bright and mysterious.
I especially like to lie half on the bamboo loungers on the balcony of the farm, empty myself, let my thoughts fly, and enjoy a moment of comfort and comfort.
A few light fireflies floated on the balcony, chasing and playing from time to time, as if they were elves in the field, a little aware of my loneliness, and especially came to comfort me.
And I was reluctant to disturb them, quietly closing my eyes, as if I could hear their laughter, and couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth.
A sudden rainstorm poured down, and the original hot air seemed to be coated with cool clothes, which made people feel extremely comfortable.
The little elves who had been accompanying me stopped dancing and singing, all hid under the leaves between the balconies to rest, and made a look of watching the rain with me.
At this moment, all the fatigue of working hard in the city has quietly faded, leaving only comfort, fulfillment and love for life.
Oh, if you can still give me a cup of "NAPA King" at this time, it is really the most pleasant...
Travel to a strange city on a business trip and watch the hustle and bustle of the day turn to warmth in the autumn afterglow.
After a day of running around, my favorite is to find a quiet corner in the hotel lobby bar with style, ask for a glass of red wine, even if it is to watch and smell, I will be intoxicated.
Looking out the glass window at the rushing flow of people, one after another hurried figure seems to reflect countless of themselves, tirelessly running for life.
Smiling indifferently, it is not self-deprecating, nor is it looking down on others, but just accepting fate calmly.
I often taste a glass of red wine so silently, I will be fascinated by the dim yellow light, I will be wrapped in a quiet and lonely detachment, I will...
It is not a deliberate pretense, nor is it deliberately loose and free, life is just like that, and there is really no need to compare with the external body that does not belong to it.
What you can see is you, and what you can't see is you.
The wine in my hand seemed to become more evocative.
There are friends from afar, and they are very happy.
It is said that life has a confidant, fortunately very happy.
Meet your childhood friends you haven't seen for years at the bar, a few glasses of red wine in your throat, as if the magic box of history is opened, and all kinds of interesting fragmentary memories float out of it.
No need to add oil and vinegar, a look will understand, laughter and laughter can not help but be a little misty.
They all say that time is too fast, like a meteor passing through, the past time can not be regained, but the traces across the sky seem to be so touchable.
The night is already deep, and when the farewell is over, I can't help but deepen my artistic understanding of 'confidant in the sea, if the end of the world is next to each other'.
When a friend leaves, the warm words of "one person is outside, take care of yourself" are like the warmth of the cold wind in early spring, which makes me inevitably have some wet eyes and see my back blurred away.
If life can be reborn like the online novel, I still want to return to campus with him, talk about the world, sing loudly, and live comfortably.
"The hand of the son and the son with the old", the people who are cold and heartless by the indifference of the city are the most envious of the firm feelings of the ancients.
Even if there are old people who can be in love with each other, most of them will sigh: chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea, lack of a little elegance, a touch of romance.
On the streets outside the window where snow flakes flutter in winter, there are few pedestrians.
The two old people with white sideburns in the house rarely borrow the wedding anniversary to have a candlelight dinner for two people, pour two glasses of red wine, and face the once lovely plain smile, as if they have returned to the moment of first love again.
It is said that life will bury emotions, in fact, young love is transformed into family affection in the ear grinding, but with the growth of age and the spice of life, there is no passion to dance with your lover.
The warm candlelight, swaying to illuminate the face that is no longer young, the soft music from the record player given to her parents by the daughter in the corner of the house, flowing between the cups and plates of the table, and finally merging into the cup of purple NAPA, this moment is a peaceful and idyllic happiness.
The marks engraved on the face can only be touched, cannot be smoothed, what can be touched is the traces of time, and what cannot be rubbed is the course of the heart.
Looking at each other's peaceful smiles, it was as if in an instant the candlelight had brightened, there was sunshine in the heart, and all the tiredness had dissolved.
All romance is nothing more than three meals a day, there are lovers can be by their side, every long trip, between the porches can hear the happy ding, occasional bumps are only a small emotion that is difficult to avoid in life, after venting will cherish the persistence of the partner, grateful for each other's watch, so that the original possible boring life has more meaning.
Unconsciously relax yourself, slowly stretch the waist and legs that are no longer flexible, life will be full of hardships and difficulties, but there is never a lack of romance and pleasure, the real romance is not deliberately touching, but from the hustle and bustle of the red dust to discover and experience, you may wish to come to the world for a dashing trip.
Ding, touch the wine glass, take a sip of romance...
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, summer to cold, life is full of flavors...
The sweet red wine of life brings people not only fruity and intoxicating, but more like the sweet catalyst of life given by God.
I remember three years ago, at the invitation of a friend, I went to California on the other side of the ocean for a few days.
A friend has a beautiful estate in California in a very beautiful and little-known valley.
The climate is cool and sunny, making it an ideal place to grow grapes.
The owner of the estate is a very lovely Chinese lady who chose to grow grapes on the farm only because she missed her hometown, which is rich in grapes. But he finally gave himself a gift – to become a famous local winery owner.
The hostess of the winery does not know whether she is born with a personality or infected by the vastness of California, she is cheerful, enthusiastic and generous, and her communication is extremely comfortable and harmonious, which is easy to make people feel her gentleness and fun.
In the California valley at night, the freshness of the mud drifts into the window, the quiet mountain, and the crows of the night crows are heard from time to time, making people feel as if even the soul is floating with the environment.
A room full of people staggered, raised a glass and talked freely, cheerfully interpreting "life must be full of joy, do not make the golden bottle empty to the moon".
The most talked about, of course, was the hostess's proud compliments about her vineyard and wine.
The grape varieties of the NAPA estate are quite exquisite, and in order to produce the best quality wines, they have traveled all over the world and invited many agricultural and winemaking experts to choose the varieties.
While everyone was having a good time, the hostess dragged the drunken guests to the cellar to visit her proud work, and I was also fortunate to taste her proud work, which was indeed superior.
Four of them made me savor it and I couldn't forget it...
Chinese too long to remember, it seems to be called Prince Peter's dry red boutique series, I simply call it NAPA Wine King.
The hostess recommended that the best red wine, when tasting is like tasting the past life, sour, sweet, fragrant, spicy, a mouthful into the throat, not only the entire taste buds are full of five flavors and miscellaneous, but also will taste endless, making people have mixed feelings, feeling nostalgic, and have a memory.
I am more concerned about how its good wine is refined.
The hostess, who was not shy at all, asked the little owner of the manor to take me to see the winery where they made grapes, and the little master told me excitedly and happily.
NAPA King's red wine is made from Cabernet Sauvignon grapes grown in California's Napa Valley.
Each one is crystal clear, like the magnificent agate under the lights of a jewelry store, so that people can't take their eyes off it.
The winery carefully selects grapes with ripe pulps in the production of NAPA King, ferments and distills them using a combination of traditional techniques, and strives to make the red wines rich in color and retain a rich and rich taste.
The little master pulled me to see their newly brewed red wine, and before I entered the door, I felt like I had come to the Hundred Flowers Forest, and the fragrance resembled the peonies in the sea of flowers, domineering and warm.
Smell carefully and then suddenly disperse, like an arrogant little princess, deliberately tempting you to explore, as if lu you in the poem 'holding the pipa half covered' meaning.
The little host also kindly poured me a small cup for me to experience, and I immediately fell in love after I tried it curiously.
It's like Prince Charming's fascination with Snow White at first sight, with a particularly unique blackcurrant taste, a berry-like fruity taste, complex and changeable, but bold and interesting, extremely fresh.
The delicate tasting, the aftertaste of the mouth, is evocative, like an intimate embrace with a lover, romantic and ambiguous.
It seems that sometimes your heart is like a bottle of hot and warm red wine, and the stimulation is sensitive but still silent, perhaps this is its characteristic.
I subconsciously remembered its name 'Twilight' and secretly treasured one because I liked its uniqueness.
In the winery, I picked up a bottle of KUNGFGFUKING dry red, and sometimes I felt that Chinese was really much better than English, and I wouldn't get tired of reading words.
The little master saw my curiosity and triumphantly told me that this was the 'noble' in the commoner wine, the taste was very unique, and even the fruity aroma was very tempting, no wonder I was very impressed.
In particular, the color of red wine, under the incandescent lights of the winery, seems to be a graceful and luxurious ruby, which flashes and flashes with the shaking of the wine glass, which is particularly beautiful.
No wonder it's called 'nobleman', and even I was almost hooked and trapped in it.
Can't help but take another sip, the moist, gentle and smooth taste is a good blend of tannins and fruit aromas, looking particularly masculine.
This made me, who loves wine, feel moved, and I can't help but mutter in my heart, when I return to China, I must buy a few more bottles to go back to collect, but when I think of my luggage, I can't help but blame my greed.
I used to tell myself not to be impressed before I left, but I didn't expect a bottle of red wine that was beautiful like a little princess to catch my eye.
The little master saw my curiosity and took the initiative to explain to me, saying that this was the most popular red wine among the commoners, called 'Harvest Dry Red'.
I was a little surprised, Shunshi passed the mouth addiction again, I didn't expect to be hit in the heart at once, and my heart was very excited.
The little master heard my praise for it and couldn't help but make publicity for it, it turned out that this dry red wine with some strong taste and very strong fruit aroma was specially refined after a long period of exploration.
The ripening period of the grapes that make the harvest dry red can be plucked from the tree ten days later than other grapes, and after special modern processing, it greatly retains its fruity flavor and taste, sweet and seductive, intoxicating and exciting.
In my obsession with it, I found that the feeling was as if I had returned to the time of youthful and enthusiastic first love, especially grounded, and it was no wonder that it was the most popular red wine among commoners.
Time flies, happiness always passes briskly, and the memories of business trips in a foreign country are over.
But I still feel that the days with wine are really very happy.
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