The Yellow Crane Tower is, in fact, no longer just a tower. It has become a symbol, an image, a touch of ink in the writings of literati and poets, a frame captured in tourists' cameras. The real Yellow Crane Tower may have flown away with the Yellow Crane thousands of years ago, leaving behind only a hollow shell of brick, stone, and wood. Upon returning to the tower, looking back at that majestic structure, I suddenly feel that it still possesses a certain power. This power isn't the building itself, but the gazes and emotions that countless visitors have cast upon it over the centuries, imbuing the bricks and stone with warmth and soul.