Lanzhou Snow Day Beef Noodles and Friends Zhang Yimou said that at the opening ceremony of the Winter Olympics, Yanshan snowflakes were as big as a table, and laughed after saying it. Lanzhou has less rain and less snow all year round. But this time it finally went down, and it was quite thick. Friend

Lanzhou snow day beef noodles with friends of the competition

Zhang Yimou said that at the opening ceremony of the Winter Olympics, the snowflakes of Yanshan Mountain were as big as a seat, and he laughed after speaking.

Lanzhou has less rain and less snow all year round. But this time it finally went down, and it was quite thick. In the circle of friends, female colleagues send pictures and texts one by one, pretending to be little girls to sell cuteness, in fact, they are middle-aged women in their forties. Of course, young female colleagues and I don't have WeChat.

The snow is thick and there are few cars. The road was empty. The heavens and the earth are vast, and the branches are enchanting, less dry and solemn.

Go eat beef noodles.

Stumbling and slipping, I walked to the door of a restaurant, just when an old man of about 60 had just finished eating. Ask him how this house is, it is obvious that he has not yet recovered from his comfort, and he has tried to convince me with various expressions that this face is absolutely good.

Sure enough. After all, I've been eating for over 20 years. There is a certain level of identification. This is a pure soup beef noodles, the soup is really not made of ingredients, they are boiled by themselves, and it is really fragrant. Compared to soup, the noodles are slightly weaker, but also good.

When I came out to smoke a cigarette in the snow, I also reminisced for a long time and couldn't bear to leave.

Friends went to the United States for the New Year. Before leaving, I was given a task to give an academic presentation to their team. Throughout the Chinese New Year, I have been preparing this report, and I am under a lot of pressure, and I am always afraid of not saying it well. The more acquaintances, the more afraid of losing face. This is the rivalry between friends.

I get up every morning, finish my beef noodles, and go to a humble studio. Using the method of rural people in Gansu, boil a pot of goji berry red jujube guiyuan ice sugar spring tip tea. Slowly editing my Beamer, the template is classical Cambridge red, the math written out is beautiful, I like it.

From time to time, looking up at the snowflakes flying in front of the window, sipping hot tea, the world is quiet, often staring at the head of someone in the history of mathematics.

Just finished writing the last slide, not yet look at the whole, the friend's WeChat came, asked what is ready, can you let him look at it first.

I had to send it over, and I was quite worried. Helpless, shame on people, shame on people, anyway, this level.

He suddenly shouted and immediately decided to expand the audience, and planned to invite several people to discuss and discuss.

After a while, I sent WeChat again, saying that there were several details and needed to be communicated by phone. Tomorrow, it's time to go to bed, or it's going to be light.

Boston is also full of snow and wind, the farm is lonely, and the coffee is piping hot.