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行者兽🌿【Hancheng Ancient City: Fireworks Chang'an in the Wrinkles of Time】 The bluestone road awakens in the morning mist, and the lanterns and eaves of the ancient streets of the Ming and Qing Dynasties interweave into a painting. Touching the sleeves of the Ming Dynasty colored sculptures in the City God Temple, it seems that you can feel the breath of gold powder six hundred years ago. In front of the murals of Dongying Temple, the sound of pencil sketches and the gaze of Guan Yu's phoenix eyes let history breathe. In the old house at the end of the alley, paper-cutting artists who have been passed down for five generations cut out pepper patterns. The hot mutton noodles, the bursting sweetness of the fried pastry corners, and the sweetness of the Yellow River in the sour soup are interwoven into the memory of the ancient city on the tip of the tongue. In front of the Confucian Temple in the afternoon, children chased pigeons and ran across the Zhuangyuan Bridge, and the thousand-year-old cultural heritage turned into wind chimes on the eaves. Lanterns lit up the ancient city under the night sky, the light and shadow of the murals of Dongying Temple flowed, and the sweat beads of the drum performance reflected the rainbow. On the morning of departure, the peasant woman selling pepper sprouts in the South Gate Wengcheng made time stop in her fresh breath - the soul of Hancheng is hidden in the wrinkles of the old man on the street corner and in the years seeping through the cracks in the blue bricks.