北京，我来了，                                                       

穿过长的夜，                                                         

行了一路的车。                                                      

北京，我来了，                                                        

走过长的街，                                                         

看了一路的景。                                                      

北京，我来了，                                                      

你像一名清纯妩媚的少女，

让很多人拜倒在你的脚下；                               

你像一名博学岸伟的老

让天南海北的人慕名而来。                                 

北京，我来了，                                                      

你身上承载着多少年轻人的梦想，                     

你身上弥漫着多少外地人的向往。                     

北京，我来了，                                                      

有人说满街的摄像头，                                         

比烟头都多。                                                    

有人说西城区富贵，                                              

东城区权贵。                                                          

北京，我来了，                                                      

来的那么的无声，                                                 

走的那么的安静。                                                      

北京，我走了，                                                      

长长的堵车，                                                          

浊浊的雾霾，                                                          

看到了你的不堪与污染;                                         

拥挤的人流，                                                          

高涨的房价，                                                          

看到了你的重负与贪婪。                                     

北京，我走了，                                                      

一个权重之都的北京，                                          

不如灵秀之地的南京，                                          

不如史重之城的西安。                                          

北京，我走了，                                                      

因为我知道，                                                          

一个城可以因名人而名，                                   

一个人不会因名城而名。

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