Three bowls only do I serve for the temperate: one for health, which they empty first; the second for love and pleasure; and the third for sleep. When this bowl is drunk up, wise guests go home. The fourth bowl is ours no longer, but belongs to violence; the fifth to uproar; the sixth to drunken revel; the seventh to blank eyes; the eighth is the policeman's; the ninth belongs to biliousness; and the tenth to madness and hurling the furniture.
那个,今天我在房间里呆着闷了,就出去拍了几张照片,这张还是很不错的
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