Below writtien by my Swiss husband who visited my Ling ancestral home:
A portal to times past. A glimpse at the splendor of the Forbidden City. Flowing robes of the Mandarins, ethereal serenity of imperial China emerging from the mist of a history not so distant and yet so mysterious. Fading colours revived, crumbling stones reborn, all the glory of the legacy resurrected. Gate after gate, door after door, building after building, discovery of magnificent frescoes, inspiring calligraphy, fine carvings a journey through the senses, through times. Generational umbilical cord to a culture, traditions, architectural treasures, that is a but a small glimpse of what lies in WuFeng, our Ling ancestral home.