I grew up on this land, and I finally wanted to write something about it.
At first it was not called Yanping, it was called Nanping. Later, when I was a teenager, the city moved from Yanping District to Jianyang. From then on, I was no longer just a Nanping person, I was a Yanping person.
Yanping is not a big city, it is a very small city. Whether it is from south to north or from east to west, it can only be measured with feet. When I was a child, I always felt that this city was adequate. When I grew up, I came back to see it. When walking with my friends, I couldn't help but agree that Nanping is really small. As a greedy person like me, I always suddenly think of something to eat in Yanping, and then I find that there is no shop in my hometown selling the so-called Indian flying pancakes, durian cheese pancakes, and other miscellaneous desserts. When I was angry with my parents, I often said casually that I would not go back to Nanping to work after graduation because I could just eat whatever I wanted.
This statement is biased. When I was alone, I thought about the food in Yanping and remembered some scenes, so I wrote them down one by one.
Purpose: Introduce hometown