英语小短文,80字以上,100字以下

The table laid for a feast also gives you an opening:there’s something more than wine you can look for there.Often rosy Love has clasped Bacchus’s horns,drawing him to his gentle arms,as he lay there.And when wine has soaked Cupid’s drunken wings,he’s stayed,weighed down,a captive of the place.It’s true he quickly shakes out his damp feathers:though still the heart that’s sprinkled by love is hurt.Wine rouses courage and is fit for passion:care flies,and deep drinking dilutes it.Then laughter comes,the poor man dons the horns,then pain and sorrow leave,and wrinkled brows.Then what’s rarest in our age appears to our minds,Simplicity:all art dispelled by the god.Often at that time girls captivated men’s wits,and Venus was in the vine,flame in the fire.Don’t trust the treacherous lamplight overmuch:night and wine can harm your view of beauty.Paris saw the goddesses in the light,a cloudless heaven,when he said to Venus:‘Venus,you win,over then both.’ Faults are hidden at night:every blemish is forgiven,and the hour makes whichever girl you like beautiful.Judge jewellery,and fabric stained with purple,judge a face,or a figure,in the light.

good afternoon ,everyone ,today I will give a speech about time !Well ,as a populare saying goes ,time is money ! but as the speed of modern life continues to spread qiuckly ,the time at our disposal...