Human life walks between heaven and earth. This process is called rivers and lakes. From ancient times to the present, rivers and lakes are mostly related to wine.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and rivers and lakes with wine have always been magnificent and colorful.
The years are changing and passing by, people are coming and going, there are life and death, banquets of weddings and funerals, drinks with close friends, joyful carnival in life, depression and loneliness, long nights with difficulty... … can’t be separated from the accompaniment of wine – nothing can be done without, but wine is indispensable!
Wine is the soul of grains, but it has a fiery intensity that grains do not have. Its shape is as clear as water, its taste is spicy, and its breath is sweet and fragrant, just like the original taste of life. The aftertaste of the strong wine lingers on the teeth, cheeks, and tongue, and then passes through the throat and reaches the abdomen. A wisp of heat emanating from the soul of the wine reverberates in the chest and abdomen, making people suddenly intoxicated.
Although there is no distinction between men and women when drinking, women and wine will always remind people of the charm and coolness when red wine meets red lips, and the spicy and strong taste of wine is more similar to men. This may be the reason why men are more fond of wine.
Most men love wine because they have a lot of worries in their hearts but cannot shed tears easily. They have a lot to say in their hearts, but they are afraid that others will not understand them, so they have to say it to others. Drinking wine can make people temporarily forget all the troubles in their hearts.
The man was alone with the wine, and the glass of wine was quietly placed in front of the table, exuding the fragrance silently, like a good friend who knew each other in silence. As he drank slowly, there was something about him. A tacit understanding of understanding each other's hearts. When he drank the wine in one gulp, he must have swallowed the worries in his heart along with the bitterness of the wine.
Two men sit across from each other, drinking with each other, and their words vary from shallow to deep. Wine can best understand each other's moods, and their insights into each other must be the same.
And the kind of people whose eyes light up when they see wine, with a determination of "as long as you can't die, drink it to death", regardless of whether it's white, red or yellow, it's like free water. Generally, drunkards who just drink wine will never experience the happiness of blending with the soul of wine. The harm to the body and trouble will be minor, but it is a pity for the wine!
People of different classes have different worlds.
There are those who are chattering, including people who are not familiar with each other but have become friends because of wine, and they are brothers, not to mention vomiting filth, being drunk as mud, and so on;
There is that kind of wine table People who try hard to persuade you to drink, regardless of whether you can drink or not, just stare with red eyes and use their tongues to get you drunk. If you refuse to give in, they will say something like "look down on me" or "do it first". He will resort to aggressive tactics such as "respect", and it has nothing to do with whether your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys can bear it or not. Such people often don't know their own weight, and they are often the easiest to make a fool of themselves at the wine table and let others People's hearts are full of disgust;
People who often hang out in wine bars know that there is a kind of drinking called "the drunkard's intention is not to drink", but to do things, to be obedient and to make the other party happy while changing glasses. , the ultimate goal is to get drunk and get your own affairs done. But the other person is not stupid. He knows your thoughts very well, so he will probably not go as you want. Even if he is drunk and agrees to your thing in a daze, he will definitely regret it when he wakes up, and he will inevitably have a crush on you. ; The world of the upper class is a splendid banquet hall, with exquisite tablecloths and tableware, faint music, neat tuxedos, noble smiles and deep thoughts, holding a glass of red wine, touching it to the lips when meeting people, this kind of occasion What you drink is not the wine, but the atmosphere and the reserve;
The world of literati is mostly devoted to poetry and ink.
"Lanting Preface", which is the best running script in the world, was written impromptu by Wang Xizhi during the Eastern Jin Dynasty when he was gathering with friends in Lanting, Shaoxing, Zhejiang Province. Everyone around was amazed. After Wang Xizhi came to his senses and started writing again, he could no longer write the original charm. The reason why "Lanting Preface" has become an insurmountable monument in the field of calligraphy for thousands of years must be due to the power of alcohol. Xiangzuo.
It was because of wine that Li Bai, the poet immortal, achieved his reputation as "one hundred poems about wine fighting", and also gained the boldness and boldness of "the emperor couldn't get on the boat when he called him, so he claimed that he was the immortal of wine". , also has the elegance and freehand brushwork of "raising a glass to invite the bright moon, facing the shadow of three people"; Su Shi's "When will the bright moon come, asking the blue sky with wine" seems elegant and sentimental; Li Qingzhao's poetry talent in the Southern Song Dynasty is unique in the poetry world, when she was still a girl At that time, he amazed everyone with his beautiful and refined lyrics. Li Qingzhao loved drinking, and he often drank so much that he "often remembers that the sunset in the creek pavilion is so intoxicating that he doesn't know his way back."
Not only drink, but also drink until you wake up with a hangover: the rain and wind were strong last night, and the remaining wine could not be eliminated by heavy sleep.
Kong Yiji, described by Mr. Lu Xun, knows that there are four ways to write the word "fennel". He is "the only poor scholar who wears a long gown and stands drinking." "How many? Not many!" Counting fennel He drank a lot, and later his legs were broken because he was too poor to steal things. He still said, "A gentleman is poor because of his poverty." Although he was so downtrodden, he was able to maintain his ideological territory alone, which made people feel respected!
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In history, the world of politicians has always been rough and turbulent, with many political struggles and power struggles mostly related to alcohol.
In ancient times, if someone wanted to kill someone, they would often "break a cup as a sign, and the swordsmen and axemen who were hiding behind the tent would swarm out and chop him into pieces; when officials committed crimes, most of them would Give him a cup of "Crane Crown Red" and make him commit suicide. Such officials are often of higher rank, and ordinary people will just take them to the market entrance in a prison car and chop them up. During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao cooked wine with green plums and entertained Liu Bei. He said, "The heroes of the world are only me and Jun Er " This made Uncle Liu feel a cold sweat on his back; the world of green forest heroes is different from that of literati. They disdain to use small wine glasses to eat large pieces of meat and drink from large bowls. This is the only way to show their heroism.
Among the wealthy people who drank in large bowls in the past, Wu Song was relatively famous. Wu Song drank eighteen bowls of wine and beat the tiger to death in Jingyanggang. Without those eighteen bowls of wine, who would have died? It's hard to say who will survive. From this perspective, it can be said that wine has made Wu Song perfect.
The country people have their own freedom in the world, how to determine the winner or lose by guessing, how to be a wine supervisor, and how many drinks. Every place has different rules about drinking. If you fail to drink, you will definitely be laughed at. During the banquet, there are only one table of people and one table of food, and there is only a wine pot and a small wine cup. It must be lively.
People who really know how to drink may not hang out at the wine table all day long, but they may be the old man half leaning on the bamboo couch at the entrance of the quiet alley, with a small table and a Pu fan, a plate of peanuts, a pot of loose wine, sip slowly and slowly, drink until you are full, and have a dark and sweet sleep. When you wake up, it is another leisurely day. For the old man, drinking is drinking, and with Jianghu has nothing to do with it.
Li Junyu, male, is a member of the Writers Association of Yongji City, Shanxi Province. He loves literature and especially likes rural prose creation. He has published works on multiple literary platforms and is a certified writer in the Chinese Rural Talent Bank.