Xiao Wu left happily.

Walking on the streets under the moonlight, he looked at the bright moon in the sky and silently thought to himself:

"Brother Chen'an, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival night again, and the literary world didn't hold a Mid-Autumn Festival literary gathering."

"If you're not here, what's the point of having a cultural gathering?"

"The world is a big dream,

There are many cool autumns in life.

At night the wind blows and the leaves are already singing.

Look at the brows and temples.

A cheap drinker often worries about having few guests.

The moonlight is often obscured by clouds.

Who can share the lonely time with me during the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Look northward sadly!"

Just when he arrived outside the Juxian Pavilion, Xiao Wu stopped and stretched out his hand.

I said in my heart:

"I want to drink. Let's get drunk tonight!"
Chapter completed!