What does Guangxi laobiao mean?

Question 1: What does Guangxi Laobiao mean? A cousin is a peer relationship composed of in-laws, such as you and your uncle's children, you and your aunt's children, you and your menstruating children, and boys and boys are called cousins. Female, cousin, cousin.

Question 2: What does Nanning dialect mean?

(1) It is said that there was a fox in front of Yan Zhaowang's tomb, who became a scholar and wanted to become famous. Ask the table in front of the tomb. Hua Biao said, "Zhang Gong is wise, I'm afraid it's hard to win over; If you go out, you will be humiliated and never return. It is not only a Millennium loss, but also a deep mistake. " After Zhang, cut down the Hua Biao and burned the fox. The cousin is a watch that calls itself China. See Jin Gan Bao's Seeking God, Volume 18.

② Common name of cousin.

(3) Dialect. Used as a courtesy title between adult men of similar age.

Question 3: What's the name of Jiangxi's cousin Guangxi? The hero of Jiangxi.

Question 4: I wonder what the old cousin of Guangxi population means? Although labor and capital also belong to Guangxi, they haven't understood it after living for so long! Cousin of the same age (or cousin)

Question 5: What do Guangxi people mean by cousin?

Question 6: Is it for living that Guangxi Laobiao collects junk on the street?

There is no distinction between high and low jobs.

But some people's eyes are always colored.

Question 7: Guangxi Old Watch God adapted the lyrics of folk songs to reflect mountain red.

Album: King of Masked Songs, No.7.

Singer: Weeds.

Rhododendron-weeds

Word: Lu

Song: Fu Gengchen.

It's midnight. I look forward to the dawn

In the cold winter, I look forward to the spring breeze.

You have to expect that the Red Army will come.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

You have to expect that the Red Army will come.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

Those songs that have been sung

Those memories of songs.

In the long river of life, do we remember

Those songs in those years

Will sing in the future.

Bloom like flowers.

It's midnight. I look forward to the dawn

In the cold winter, I look forward to the spring breeze.

You have to expect that the Red Army will come.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

You have to expect that the Red Army will come.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

Mountains are blooming everywhere.

The song I sang that year

Those memories of songs.

In the long river of life, do we remember

The songs of those years

Will sing in the future.

Bloom like flowers.

It's midnight. I look forward to the dawn

Question 8: How famous was Guangxi in the Xu Huasheng Competition? Is that a singer's ambiguity?

It's like crying in your eyes, not crying

And pray that there is nothing to say.

Whisper a smoke turn with you

Your lips can't say satisfied.

How can I capture your tenderness?

Getting closer, but never touching.

Lala

The tea turned sour before it was finished.

Never been in love, I have been in love.

Walk around with you every day

How can the winding be short?

I am wearing your clothes today.

I didn't keep you, but I am still warm.

Wandering between bitterness and sweetness

See * * * this ambiguous eyes.

Borrow a night of love or affection.

In the end, nothing makes sense.

Hesitate between seemingly separate.

See * * * this ambiguous eyes.

It looks thick, but it's still light.

This is the early gray and blue, and I want to say goodbye.

Not too late.

The tea turned sour before it was finished.

Never been in love, I have been in love.

Walk around with you every day

How can the winding be short?

I am wearing your clothes today.

I didn't keep you, but I am still warm.

Wandering between bitterness and sweetness

See * * * this ambiguous eyes.

Borrow a night of love or affection.

In the end, nothing makes sense.

Hesitate between seemingly separate.

See * * * this ambiguous eyes.

It looks thick, but it's still light.

This is the early gray and blue, and I want to say goodbye.

Not too late.

Wandering between bitterness and sweetness

See * * * this ambiguous eyes.

Borrow a night of love or affection.

In the end, nothing makes sense.

Hesitate between seemingly separate.

See * * * this ambiguous eyes.

It looks thick, but it's still light.

This is the early gray and blue, and I want to say goodbye.

Not too late.

Question 9: Have you seen goodbye to Guangxi and my old cousin entering the village recently? Who is Xu Huasheng, my grandson?