デイデイ
Writing.
I like to think that when I read my drunken writing in its bare form, I don't know what I wanted to say.
I'm very drunk, and I'll be a youth for the rest of my life.
I sometimes think about the taste of youth as I get older.
I received a freshly opened bottle, and my impression is, of course, olive. I don't know what it means, I won't fool you with metaphors, but I think the lightness of it is rather balanced for an old man's taste. Well, I'm going to say something absurd, that those who are old enough to enjoy their youth don't drink alcohol. Now, the rest. Yamato Shizuku. Junmai Ginjo.
It is a delicious sake. Is it almost over? Hiyoroshi. The balance of sweetness and the rest is wonderful.
Now, Harukaze.
Once upon a time, a long time ago, a hermit said. Kasumi is not something you eat, but something you drink.
This one has a little bit of alcohol residue. It's not bad, but in terms of the language, I would have liked it to be a little more elusive, I write from the top.
I don't know how long it's been since I opened it, but I'm going to let it sit a little longer, and then I'll write a quick drink to thank you for your further feedback.
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