Aztec Eternals

rainy night untitled

The rain is becoming more and more urgent in the middle of the night, and there is no wind when it comes late.

When you look at the flowers up close, they fall, but when you hear the cat meowing from afar, you are in a hurry.

Thirty years of floating life, drunk dreams of millions of soldiers.

Once falling into the sea of ​​dust, copper swords are not as good as gold.

Let's take the golden sword and return in ten years for wine.

Half a cup of light falls into the night, half a cup of old times and present.

Close friends are all golden shoes, old acquaintances are all purple clothes.

Looking down at the straw sandals, looking up at the shadow of the moon.

Speechless but with a long smile, I entered the cold palace with a pen.

Chang'e is going to drink, ask the date of return on the cloud?

Drink with friends without getting drunk. Recalling the past, but drunk. Scribble a little poem, meow meow meow meow~