"These lanterns are really beautiful."
"How many candles must be hidden inside such a large lantern."
"Besides the golden dragon, there are lotus lanterns and pomegranate lanterns."
A group of children jumped and clapped, marveling.
Tong Huaqiong came to the lanterns for a closer look, clicking his tongue in admiration at the ancient wisdom and craftsmanship.
Lanterns like these would surely be selected as intangible cultural heritage in modern times.
Gu Taohua, Tong Pandi, Gu Xiaoxue, and others were experiencing the lantern festival in Shengjing for the first time, filled with curiosity and excitement, unable to take their eyes off the various lanterns.
"Good, good, good."
On the stage, a face-changing performance was underway, and the audience's atmosphere was heightened, with many clapping and cheering.
"Dahuan, Dashu, keep an eye on the children; don't let them get lost in the crowd." Tong Huaqiong instructed Gu Dahuan and Gu Dashu.
