When the high-speed train get into the platform of this "Oriental Holy City", the sunlight was gilding the ten-thousand-foot palace wall. As a stop of the study tour practice, this city built with "The Analects of Confucius" welcomed our seven-person study group with the chirping of cicadas and the fragrance of locust trees.When the high-speed train get into the platform of this "Oriental Holy City", the sunlight was gilding the ten-thousand-foot palace wall. As a stop of the study tour practice, this city built with "The Analects of Confucius" welcomed our seven-person study group with the chirping of cicadas and the fragrance of locust trees.When the high-speed train get into the platform of this "Oriental Holy City", the sunlight was gilding the ten-thousand-foot palace wall. As a stop of the study tour practice, this city built with "The Analects of Confucius" welcomed our seven-person study group with the chirping of cicadas and the fragrance of locust trees.
The tolling of the bell: The thousand-year-old ritual music of Qufu's opening ceremony reappears
When a beam of sunlight swept across Nishan, three hundred ceremonial guards dressed in Zhou Dynasty ceremonial robes were already standing solemnly in front of the ten-thousand-foot palace wall of the Ming Dynasty's ancient city in Qufu. The chime bells are hung on the bell stand. In a wonderful time, the staff members held bamboo slips and recited loudly, "The thousand-year-old rites and music return to the Eastern Shandong -". Just as they finished speaking, the bell rang, and the sound waves hit the 8.6-meter-high ancient city, causing flocks of birds to fly up.
At noon, visit the Confucian Temple and Mansion: Measure the classics among the pillars with your feet
Stepping on the dents on the bluestone slabs - those potholes, I felt as if I could hear the bamboo slips of "The Analects of Confucius" clanging in the wind. When touching the stone steps in front of the hall, the tour guide said softly, "This dragon beard pattern was made bit by bit by the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty." Suddenly, I felt that those patterns might not be decorations but rather the marks of time itself.
On the walls of the residences on the west side of the Confucius Mansion, the divine beasts have been gazing for four hundred years. In the Wanli era, workers cracked the walls in flames, warning people of the consequences of self-destruction due to greed.
Living in a shabby alley: being neighbors with Yan Hui
When checking into the renovated Yanmiao Homestay area, you can see the sign of "Danpiao Lane" on your way to the dining area. Sunlight slanted through the plaque of "Louxiangfang" at the entrance of the alley, stretching the shadow of the QR code of the "Yan Huiju" ruins onto the bluestone of the Ming Dynasty. Among those interlaced beams of light, there are pottery shards from the Spring and Autumn period, copper coins from the Song Dynasty, and optical fibers from 2025, as if quietly shining in the crevices of the bluestone.
Confucius Museum -" Without Confucius, time would be like a long night."
When the fingertips touch the bronze tripod of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the 54Hz "cultural relic heartbeat" awakens the perception through bone conduction. The digital classics wall on the second floor subverts perception - a Kenyan scholar's annotation of the metaverse "Friends come from afar" proves that classics are always resonating with The Times. When leaving the museum, looking up, Confucius' constellation overlapped with SpaceX's Starlink trajectory. The 85% proportion of dark matter in the universe is just like cultural influence: what truly shapes civilization are always those invisible yet ubiquitous spiritual particles.
The one-week study tour was like a cultural CT scan. When the return train started, the 4K images on my phone were all telling me: Tradition is not a static specimen, but a flowing river. This is probably the contemporary footnote of "reviewing the old to learn the new".
Your message must be between 20-3,000 characters!