Originally came to Benbu Festival with a heart of a hazy heart, but I didn't expect to arrive at the scene, the atmosphere is so happy, so suitable for all ages, two-year-old children, three-year-old children are led by their parents to Pamplona, enjoy music and festivals together. The bigger children spontaneously formed a team of wine-splashing, to get wet by passers-by, or by passers-by, became the elf on the big party. The morning's serenity slowly turned into the now-joyful "noise" that was happy for us as he represented Pamplona's awakening. Everything in the square turned pink in an instant. The clothes, shoes, sweat on the forehead, happy tears, even the air was dyed a pleasant pink by red wine, and the laughter of friends was dyed more and more warm by red wine. The city that had been quiet for a year was like a field that craved rain, and now the alcohol is pouring into the city's meridians like rain. Fragments of paper were thrown from the building, cork of champagne bottles like a colorful butterfly and brave lizard flying above us, and clothes thrown into the air by drunken youths as if everyone wanted to dye the sky pink.
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Originally came to Benbu Festival with a heart of a hazy heart, but I didn't expect to arrive at the scene, the atmosphere is so happy, so suitable for all ages, two-year-old children, three-year-old children are led by their parents to Pamplona, enjoy music and festivals together. The bigger children spontaneously formed a team of wine-splashing, to get wet by passers-by, or by passers-by, became the elf on the big party. The morning's serenity slowly turned into the now-joyful "noise" that was happy for us as he represented Pamplona's awakening. Everything in the square turned pink in an instant. The clothes, shoes, sweat on the forehead, happy tears, even the air was dyed a pleasant pink by red wine, and the laughter of friends was dyed more and more warm by red wine. The city that had been quiet for a year was like a field that craved rain, and now the alcohol is pouring into the city's meridians like rain. Fragments of paper were thrown from the building, cork of champagne bottles like a colorful butterfly and brave lizard flying above us, and clothes thrown into the air by drunken youths as if everyone wanted to dye the sky pink.