人在江湖,身不由己。 一天晚上,我和费奥雷在酒吧喝酒,我们都知道.或许这是我们之间最后一次同时喝酒。人在江湖,常常不能如心愿纵横.不管我是否笑容挂在脸上.还是泪流满面,想起你的时候就想起,忘记的时候就忘记。 我忘记了把多少酒精灌在肚子里,只是模糊地记得桌上、地上到处都是瓶子。我醉了,可是痛快.尽管人在朦陇中还能清醒地认识 People in the arena involuntarily. One night I had dinner with Fiori at the bar, and we all know, maybe this was the last time we had a drink. People in the arena, often can not like vertical and horizontal .Whether I smile on my face. Or tears, think of you when you think of it, forget the time to forget. I forgot how much alcohol I poured into my stomach, just vaguely remember the table, the bottle is full of the ground. I am drunk, but happy, although people can clearly understand in the Meng Long