Ancient Town Dajidian｜Old Times in the Long Lane

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Passing through the ancient city gate, the ancient town of Dajidian slowly unfolds in the morning mist. Rain marks etched across the bluestone slabs, as if telling of a thousand years of footsteps. An ancient theater stands quietly in a corner, its carved beams and painted buildings shimmering with mottled gold, and the clanging of gongs and drums still audible. Deep in the alley, smoke curls in the air, and the faint aroma of soybeans wafts from a tofu shop, instantly escaping the hustle and bustle of life.
I casually wander into a house. The owner greets me with a smile, reminiscing about their ancestors. A yellowed family tree hangs on the wall, bearing witness to the rise and fall of this land. The afternoon sun dapples through the wooden windows, casting a shimmering shadow on the ground, as if time has stood still here. The charm of this ancient town lies not in its prosperity, but in the fact that every stone slab and every gust of wind carries a memory of the past that never fades.

Post by CZ199777 | Sep 14, 2025