I remember the first time I got drunk when I was so old. I was in a good mood at that time. I always want to laugh when I am drunk. When I got home, my mother opened the door for me. I grabbed my mother's hand and refused to let go, so I said to my mother, Beauty, let's worship our sisters! My mother yelled at me, hurried to bed and said some nonsense. When my mother told me this the next day, I laughed so hard that my stomach ached, but I didn't remember what I did yesterday. It's so interesting.
Another time, I was particularly sad and drank a lot of wine with my friends. When we finished, I sat alone in the street, dialed the cell phone number of the person I secretly loved, and told him my love, crying. I also talked with him about many other things. After hanging up the phone, my mood naturally became particularly good. I woke up the next day and flipped through my phone records, only to find that I had a secret crush yesterday.