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Confessions of a Beijing aborigine

"I was born in Beiping, where people, things, scenery, tastes and the sound of selling sour plum soup and almond tea are all familiar to me. As soon as I closed my eyes, my Peiping stood intact in my heart like a brightly colored picture. I dare to paint it boldly. It is a clear stream. Every time I explore my hand, I touch a lively fish. " Although I don't have a deep understanding of Beijing culture like Mr. Lao She, I can describe its beauty easily, and I am afraid that I am ignorant and misinterpret its charm, but this does not affect my deep love for this land.

I am a native of Beijing, and I am proud that I am enjoying the nurturing and nourishment of this city with more than 3 years of history and culture.

when it comes to Beijing, "the capital of China", "the political, cultural and international communication center of China" and "the decision-making and management center of the national economy" come to mind. But what really represents the city and shows Beijing's modern positioning is the Beijing flavor condensed by the vicissitudes of more than 3, years and the Beijing native land living here. This is Beijing's "uniqueness".

As an out-and-out Beijinger, I grew up rocking a rattle and eating Sugar-Coated Berry. I enjoy its beauty all the time in this land where I was born and raised. If you are not from Beijing, you can't understand how fragrant Sophora japonica flowers are; If you are not a Beijinger, you can't know how delicious inby is. If you are not from Beijing, you can't understand how nourishing it is to raise a black myna.

The beauty of Beijing lies not only in its magnificent buildings such as the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven, but also in its quadrangles with gray bricks and tiles. The beauty of Beijing lies not only in its world-famous delicacies such as Beijing Roast Duck, but also in its little-known Beijing-style snacks such as Aiwowo, pea yellow and poria cocos. As a Beijinger, I know more or less about the Jingyun Drum, and I can always hum a sentence or two of Peking Opera. I have a different feeling for the shouts that are rare in the street market. The real charm of Beijing lies in its vulgarity and whiteness. Beijingers, who speak the vernacular, do things as plainly as shallots mixed with tofu. This is all due to the characteristics given to Beijingers by this city.

I love this hot land, the splendor it has produced since the establishment of the central axis, and everything it has given me. My luckiest thing is to be a native of Beijing. Living under the city wall, taking root and growing on this land, and feeling the unique flavor of this land.