Where did Su Luo go?

Fans don't know, but for Gong Yu, finding him is a phone call,

"Hey, where are you now?"

"Haha, of course it's in your heart, do you miss me?"

What came from the phone was Su Luo's excited voice, as always, it was not serious, mixed with the sound of whistling wind and water waves,

"Die! Tell me if you have an affair in Chengdu, and walk with you on the streets of Chengdu, which girl is holding your sleeve?

"Hahahaha, I swear never, but I'll try to bring one back, what do you think?"

"Die, die, die, eh, where the hell are you, the sound is so noisy and a little inaudible, by the sea?"

"On the edge of the Yellow River, if you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, and if you don't see the Yellow River, your heart will not die! Now you are ready to cross the Yellow River on a sheepskin raft!"

"Don't you still swear by the Yangtze River yet? Eh, you still play this when the weather is cold? Be careful of being swept away by the Yellow River!"

"It's okay to put it down, it's happy! The scarves here are very beautiful, I bought you a lot, I'm going to get on the raft, I'll talk about it later!"

Xia Zihan, the Great Demon King, snatched the phone,

"Crooked, Su Luo, you dead ......"

"Duh... Honk... Honk.... Duh..."

"I rely on him to dare to hang up my phone, I'm going to beat him!!!!

The Great Demon King continues to thunder!

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Of course, you have to hang up quickly, just kidding, Xia Zihan can have anything good to say except scolding himself, Su Luo put away his mobile phone, sat on the sheepskin raft, and began to experience the exciting experience of "blowing the cowhide to cross the Yellow River".

The river is cold and windy, the muddy yellow water is cold, the whirlpool flows eastward, and there are all kinds of luxury cruise ships cruising on the river, but the sheepskin rafts here still tirelessly stage the old nursery rhymes.

Take the ancient sheepskin raft to cross the Yellow River, the sheepskin raft swaying with the rippling waves, when encountering the torrent, it is as fast as a flying arrow, thrilling, longitudinal reeds are like this, Ling Wanqing is at a loss!

Su Luo excitedly roared the Yellow River ballad,

"The water of the Yellow River flows non-stop

Flowed through the home

It flowed through Lanzhou

Distant relatives

Listen to me sing a ballad of the Yellow River

The sun is always moving

Walked through the house

Walked through Lanzhou

The moon shone on the iron bridge

I sang to the Yellow River

Yay~babble~yay~babble~yay~yay~y~y

Yay~babble~yay~babble~yay~babble~ya~babble~yay~y

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The old man was also happy when he heard Su Luo roaring and singing, "It's not easy to roar, let's find a place where the water is more turbulent!"

The sheepskin raft was chopping waves in the Yellow River, Su Luo shivered, not afraid, but the cold Yellow River water wet his body, cold!

Then the old man also pulled his throat heartily,

"I didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night when I missed you

In the second half of the night, the person who misses you is bright

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The melody of flowers, the lyrics of the improvisation, Su Luo couldn't hear it clearly, but the voice was melodious and tactful, the tune was high-pitched, dull high-pitched, like an explosion squeezed out by a powerful force.

Flowers, also known as "mountain songs". In the "Flowers" duet, the man calls the woman "Huaer", and the woman calls the man "Youth", and the folk song that is widely circulated in the Great Northwest Province is known as the soul of the Great Northwest.

The old man with wrinkles on his forehead, his bronzed skin is dark and shiny, and his thin shoulders bear the vicissitudes of life for half a century.

The desire and persistence of generations of Yellow River people for life are all rowed to the haunting bank of the Yellow River.

Shake the scenery of the modern city to the ancient times again and again, and sing the flowers of yesterday to the future over and over again.

Su Luo watched the reeds swaying on the small island in the middle of the river, the white pagoda on the hill on the other side of the river, listening to the old man roaring the flowers, and the sheepskin raft floating in the rolling Yellow River, which stimulated every cell in his body to tremble.

After drifting on an ancient sheepskin raft in the Yellow River full of ancient charm, and feeling the vastness and hardship of the mother river, Su Luo was already soaked, quickly changed into dry clothes, and ran to a small shop selling haggis to ask for a bowl of hot haggis.

A bowl of haggis with clear original soup, sprinkle some garlic sprouts, put some chili peppers, the whole body is hot, with Lanzhou flatbread, moisturizing, enjoying, satisfied.

After a full hiccups, I returned to the hotel and lay on the bed with my eyes closed and slowly reminisced about the trip.

Lanzhou, Jincheng Tangchi, is the only provincial capital city where the Yellow River passes through the city, and has been an important town in the northwest since ancient times, a bright pearl on the Silk Road.

There is no roughness of imagination, nor the freshness and leisure of Chengdu, a city that is indescribable and unclear.

Speaking of Lanzhou, people's first reaction should be Lanzhou ramen, how to describe Lanzhou's beef noodles?

Lanzhou people's early morning starts with a bowl of steaming beef noodles, the Yellow River water is rushing, and the beef noodles are fragrant day and night!

Authentic Lanzhou beef noodles and other Lanzhou ramen chains that are all over the streets are not at all on the same level.

It's like there is no husband and wife in the husband and wife's lungs, there is no wife in the wife's cake, and there is no Lanzhou in Lanzhou beef noodles.

Lanzhou beef noodles are a general term, and the specific types of noodles are divided into: large and wide, nine leaves, two fine, three fine, and capillary.

Authentic Lanzhou beef noodles are exquisite: one clear, two white, three red, four green and five yellow, one clear is the soup clear, two white is radish white, three red is chili oil red, four green is coriander, garlic seedling green, five yellow is noodles yellow and bright.

A bowl of beef noodles, add a plate of beef, add a tea egg, pour it into the noodles and eat it together, the beautiful name is meat and eggs.

You can also order the side dishes with it, including sauerkraut, three shreds, and cucumbers, which are very refreshing to eat with noodles.

If you order beef noodles here and find that there are not many pieces of meat, it means that your ordering posture is wrong, and the correct ordering posture should be like this.

"The master comes to the bowl of noodles, and he wants two fine, meat and eggs are flying, and more spicy seeds are added~!"

Well, the meat and eggs are flying, and when you scream, you feel domineering and exposed!

In addition to the well-known Lanzhou beef noodles, roast lamb shank, hand-grabbed mutton, yellow stewed mutton, high school sauce meat, pickled buns and milk and egg mash all impressed Su Luo.

Lamb kebabs are skewered all over the street, skewered on iron skewers and served on iron plates. You can add flowers to the pure skinny, order twenty or thirty strings of pure thin and slightly spicy, with beer, cool and crooked!

Su Luo's favorite is Lanzhou's casserole stew, a casserole, put rape, kelp, vermicelli, tofu and other vegetables, with different meats, hand-kneaded meatballs, chicken, beef, ribs, ham, etc., it becomes a different meatball casserole, chicken casserole, beef casserole, assorted casserole.

The casseroles are arranged in rows on the stove, covered with lids and stewed, and when you eat them, the delicious soup is poured on top of the large white rice, and the delicious screams are delicious.

Su Luo sighed, maybe he was a foodie, and the first thing he thought of was food.

In the museum, I met a lonely administrator who should have not confided in his heart for a long time, and he was very proud to tell Su Luo that Beijing has only a history of more than 1,000 years, Xi'an has more than 3,000 years, Yinxu has more than 5,000 years, and they have more than 8,000 years in Gansu.

The Yellow River rushes through the city, and the narrow Lanzhou City seems to be cut by a knife and an axe, rough and simple, real and moving.

Lanzhou is a city on the road, a wandering city, and everyone seems to be sand blown by the wind.

Almost everyone in the city, they've either just come back from somewhere and they're ready to go, or they're packing up for a certain place.

I'm leaving, with good memories, in the hotel, Su Luo recorded a song with a guitar.

opened Weibo, the fans' messages were very burning and explosive, I couldn't see it, and I posted a Weibo,

"Lanzhou, an imaginary city, always lives elsewhere. ”

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