Gesa ni
Erxi
Flesh and eggs fly together
Spicy more.
Eh, Xixi bus is just leaving. There are seats available.
The white horse wave has arrived.
Passengers who want to get on the bus, please take your belongings and get on the bus from the back door.
"
Suluo imitates Lanzhou dialect.
Very lame
But the moment the local accent sounded
Tears collapse
At that moment, tears rushed out of the eyes like a burst of water.
Wipe a handful of tears and then sniffle. Haha, laugh and cry. It’s silly.
"Pit master, you didn’t learn your dialect well. It’s so funny."
"Haha, the main Lanzhou dialect in the pit is really slippery"
"Don’t go, pit master. I’ll go back to Lanzhou and teach you."
"Don’t force yourself to learn if you hate it. It’s better to die than to laugh."
"White Horse Wave, I want to go back and see it."
This is not a story of leaving, but a story of going home, rushing to my hometown with good memories, thoughts and nostalgia.
When I got to the train, I ordered a bowl of the most authentic Lanzhou beef noodles, which is the taste of my hometown. Well, two fine meat eggs are more spicy.
Finally, Bai Suluo said that Lanzhou is an imaginary city and always lives elsewhere.
Isn’t that it?
Where you want to escape, you think about him every day, the man who left and returned is here and his heart is in Lanzhou.
Music with the city always brings endless personal memories. suluo is not a song sung by Lanzhou people, but it can make everyone realize that Lanzhou people are attached to their hometown and want to alienate contradictions and hit the touching heart in the depths of their souls.
This is probably a genius. I can always find and feel that it is difficult for ordinary people to find delicate emotions.
I finally stopped the tears from breaking the bank. Well, it’s not enough to listen to it again, twice and a hundred times.
In fact, every young person from Lanzhou who goes out to wander and struggle will be very touched.
When I was young, there were long paragraphs in my ears praising dreams and distant melodies, clamoring for the madness of ideals and asking them to give their lives.
When I grow up and get old, I want to go through the hustle and bustle and go back to my silent hometown to see it.
Weibo is boiling. Lanzhou is being madly forwarded by fans.
Lanzhou is very poetic, and suluo is convinced of it. Her name is engraved in the long river of history.
Pack your backpack and look at the balcony of the hotel.
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A glance at this golden city with unique magic murmured.
"I remember Lanzhou when spring fruit is full of praise.
Lights are numerous, three cities are full of fire, and one city is full of flowers.
Green trees urge songs, boards, incense, dust and brocade cars.
Qingqing Fangcao Road is full of wine curtains. "
Lanzhou hello