以梦为马民谣小酒馆

The name of this tavern is really long enough. I just saw this name and I felt very interesting. I came in and looked at a small room but quiet and distinctive. A singer sat on the side playing guitar. There was a puppy next to him. It was quiet. This may be the mood.

The environment is very good, the things are delicious, the freshly baked waffles are very fragrant, the skewers are fresh, the boss recommended the dream-like horse cocktail tastes very good, sitting by the river at night, tasting wine, listening to the performance of the special band, I like it very much.

[Zhenyuan·Dream as a horse ｜ Folklore Tavern] Let the drifting souls shore in the song When the night in Zhenyuan overflows the Wuyang River, warm yellow lanterns float on the bluestone road, and the wooden door at the corner lightly hides a room of light. Guitarist strings tremble, smoke voice low, those hidden in the heart of the story, finally meets strange ears. ▌ A pot of self-brewed "Jianghu" ▌ Rice wine brewed by Miaoling Mountain Spring, mixed with three tablespoons of evening breeze, two or two moonlight, and then sprinkled a sigh of a wandering poet, drunkenness became a boat through thousands of mountains and rivers. ▌ Folk songs are bonfires in the dark night ▌ Every day, original musicians sing, fingertips flowing through the vastness of the southwest mountains, or sing the sunset of the North River, or sing the wet alleys of Lingnan. When the shaking wine glass rings, you will find that loneliness has a similar shape. ▌ Dream as a horse, you can live anywhere ▌ The terrace on the second floor can see the moths of Qinglong Cave, and there are always unwritten letters in the corners of the candlelight swaying. If you bring a story, the wine can be worth half a piece; if you leave empty hands, the clothes will be covered with fragments of poetry. 📍 No. 32 Xinzhong Street, Zhenyuan Ancient Town 🕖 Open the door at dusk and accompany the last star to snort "We sell not alcohol, but the sound of the shadow no longer thin, it is a small soft utopia in the fireworks world." When you come on the moon, raise a toast to the fireworks on the earth. To sleepless dreams.