花酒

        一瓣

        玫瑰花瓣掉在酒里，是喝还是不喝~，酒是红的透红，多年前的红酒，花是从小院子里有人剪了带过来的，玫瑰花瓣的红好像更加象活的，里边有滋润的东西可以看见，一丝一丝，她还在希望长，就一个跟头栽了下来，花可能为知己者容，所以还是一路有香这么过来了……

        花掉进酒里算是无意，风吹得~，别人递的时候有一瓣直接就掉进来了，没有人注意，都是红的~，艳的~，又浓浓的，这酒是喝还是不喝，我坐在那儿，半天了，～·～ 我还是选择了看，看酒需要时间，看酒需要心情，看久了，就需要再看看天。

        没有女人爱喝~花酒，也没有女人真的喜欢~花天酒地，女人能做的事情其实很少，女人能做的事情就是做个女人，高点标准就是做个好女人，那什么是好女人，又没有什么标准，所以，很难。好在现在的半~大女孩，都可以喝点~酒酒，或者对酒没感觉，小时候看到大人喝酒酒席的机会太多了，看到一个一个的大男人在眼前倒下，都很高兴得样子，也有喝哭的，看到男人喝哭了很害怕，我一直以为喝酒就是为了饱肚子，喝酒就是为了多吃菜多吃肉，看到男人在桌子前面跌的不成样子，感到很奇怪……

        所以，留下个印象，酒不是好东西，那么大的男人都搞不过它，恐怖~~~……

        大学的时候，冬天同学在一起去什刹海，太冷了，吃饭的时候，有人提议说每人喝口二锅头，我喝了一口，觉得一种暖意往心里头去，后来知道，酒是暖的~，看起来是水，其实一点不冷，它可能就已经不是水了，它是什么……

        我看了半天，发现花酒，既不是花也不是酒，原来它们是相互烂醉~，慕名的巧遇~，偶然，断句，半云，我每天路过汉府，这里过去花多，酒也多，那是过去，现在到夜里，那是1912的天下，汉府往东走100多米就到了，很热闹，很鲜亮，很民国，从外面看那些房子很好看，真有花有酒的地方，我一次没去过……

        我知道那有个佰草集不错，只卖女孩用的化妆东西，鲜花花，美酒酒 ，滑油油做的，很天然的样子~，很好的东西~~。

A petal
Rose petals fall in wine, drink or don't drink, wine is red, the red wine of many years ago, the flowers from a yard someone cut and brought, red of rose petals seems to be more living, moist of things can be seen in them, and a hint, she is still in hope growing, she throws to be planted down, flower may can makes herself beautiful for her lover, so still along sweet come...
Spend into wine is unconsciously, blown, others pass of the time have a petal directly falls in, no one noticed, all is the red, colorful, and thick, this wine is to drink or not to drink, I had sat there, for a long time, I chose look, seeing wine need time, seeing wine need mood, look long, they need to look at the sky.
No woman love to drink Huajiu, also does not really like to be dedicated to orgies and feasting, women can do things actually very few, women can doing is do as a woman, high standards is to a good woman, what is a good woman, no standard, so it is difficult to do. Fortunately now bigger girl can drink wine, or to wine didn't feel, childhood opportunities of seeing adult drink booze are too much, see a big man fell, and all with delighted appearance, also cry, men drinking to cry is very afraid, I always thought that drinking is to the belly, drinking is to eat more vegetables and more meat, the man fell deformed in front of table, I feel very odd...
So, leave the impression that wine is not good thing, so big man all can't defeat it, terror...
In university, winter classmates went together to Shichahai, too cold, having supper, someone suggested each drink Erguotou, I sip, feel a kind of warmth to heart, later know, wine is warm, looks like water, actually not a bit cold, it may be not water, what is it... 
I watched the along while, found Huajiu, neither the flower or wine, originally they are mutually drunk, Inexplicable encounter, occasionally, breaks inside, half cloud, every day I pass by Han fu, here had many flower, the wine also many, that is past, now to the night, that is the sky 1912. From Han fu went east 100 meters, it's very lively, very bright, very ROC, from outside reading those house is very good-looking, really have flowers and wine places, once I haven't been to...
I know there's a Herborist, only sell makeup things, made by fresh flower, good wine, greasy oil, same like very natural, very good thing.