A Small Story of Loneliness
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The poet said to the bar owner, “Tell me a story about loneliness.” ” The boss took out a jar of wine: “This wine is called Nv'erhong, a specialty from Shaoxing.” In Shaoxing, whenever a family has a daughter, they bury a jar of wine under a osmanthus tree, and it is taken out on the day of the daughter’s marriage to entertain guests. ” The poet asked, “Where is there loneliness in this story?” ” The boss pushed the wine toward him: “Try it; it’s a hundred-year-old vintage.”
Daughter Red, a hundred years old – it must belong to his sister then
If it’s his daughter, then he must be over a hundred years old… unless the alcohol was stolen by him…
Haha, I’ve been lonely for 100 years! It’s lonely enough!
Has not gotten married in 100 years; lived a long life:lol:lol:lol