"Tan Gong protects Hong Kong and brings peace - Shau Kei Wan's century-old incense is reflected today"

#HongKongTraditionalFestivals On the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, the streets of Shau Kei Wan were filled with the sound of gongs and drums, and the centenary celebration of Tam Kung’s birthday arrived as scheduled. Three snow-white "Ping An Bao Shan" towers stand in the Factory Street Playground, with thousands of buns hanging like stars, and the sweet fragrance permeating every inch of the ancient fishing port. Under the scorching sun at noon, a 120-foot golden dragon and 13 lion dance lions paraded with their heads held high. Citizens rushed to touch the lion's scales and manes, praying for "a smooth year from the beginning to the end." In the float dance team, children dress up as Cantonese opera Hua Dan and fairy children from mythology. They stand on invisible iron rods and wave their sleeves in the air. Their fluttering clothes connect the past and the present. Fireworks are curling in front of the Tan Gong Temple, and old craftsmen are holding bamboo strips to make lotus seats, winding and twisting them to continue the family craft for five generations; this year, a six-meter-high panda wishing tree was added, and the lanterns swayed like stars falling to the ground, reflecting the new matcha flavor of "Tan Gong Fortune Cake", and the blend of sweet and salty contains the wish for good weather and good harvests. The parade meandered along East Street. More than a thousand people dressed in colorful clothes danced with flying dragons to the sound of drums and music. Neighbors held hot peace buns in their hands, and laughter penetrated the intersection of the century-old Tang building and the glass curtain wall. On this day, the memory of the fishing port and the pulse of the city reunited in the incense. Take a bite of lotus paste wrapped in crispy dough, and the sweet taste on your tongue is just like the legend of Tan Gong - he attained enlightenment at the age of twelve and protected the seafarers from fear of wind and waves. Today, the parade is not only for praying, but also a stubborn defense of tradition by Hong Kong people: when the golden dragon flies across the neon lights, who can find the glimmer of faith in the modern wrinkles?