What are the famous folk songs in Sichuan (at least three)

1. Girls from Normal University, Han from Jiaotong University and bachelors from Emei are all over the street. It is said that there is a good girl in Sichuan University. I came to Sichuan University to look everywhere. After watching it for a long time, I just want to say-shit. China girls are sore, social girls have no emotional appeal, business is really proud, and the wave of journalism is unbearable. Alas, the dinosaurs in Sichuan University are running all over the ground, which really makes me sad. 3. Play a little mahjong, fall on the bed, watch a crooked video, stir-fry a little slag, drag and dance, listen to storytelling and play for a while. The days in Chengdu, the landlord, are numb and spicy enough. The collapse of Chengdu is big enough to stage the endless Longmen myth of Millennium hibiscus flowers in Chengdu. Chengdu Renle Street tricycle, Chengdu Renle Temple City, the laughter of Chengdu people who went to the square circle. The small business vendor's print advertisement twisted you to pick up Chengdu people's brand sedan chair. The owners of Dukaile Tea Face Shop all laugh at Chengdu people. Chengdu people's chewing on Chengdu's wife is jaw-dropping. They are called Chengdu people's spicy fake Chengdu people's chic Chengdu people's playful Chengdu people's culture and Chengdu people's elegant way of eating. Chengdu people have endless myths, endless jokes, endless bullshit, endless sadness, endless bitterness, endless truth and endless soul words. Play a little mahjong, go to bed on the hour, watch a crooked video, stir-fry a little slag, drag on, and dance with the landlord. Listen to the story. Cut down trees on Qingcheng Mountain. The head of Wuhou Temple robbed the tomb. On Chunxi Road, I hurried across the field. I went to Majia Garden for prostitution. I went down to Taisheng South Road and crossed the sea. There is a colorful Datong hanging in the North Railway Station. I took a bath in the Bay Head. I run in Tianfu Square. I robbed the bridge in Sichuan, and my spirit is like iron. My wife in Chengdu is very fierce. In the red age, drums burst and sweat flowed in the bed of Minshan Mountain. When eating at Jinjiang Hotel, the skydiving tower blew to the entrance of Ito, and the police station overslept. The public security bureau reported that Kaka's mouth was covered with powder after turning over the landlord's desk. It must be Ha Bao Er who ordered a bowl of mutton soup every other pot, and Yulin's string seats are not good either. I finally grabbed a home to wash my feet and set up a stall in Chengdu to drink tea and play mahjong until dawn. The collapse of Chengdu is big enough to play the ups and downs of the Millennium hibiscus.