Fujian Tulou｜An Oriental Epic Frozen for a Thousand Years

A three-dimensional poem built with rammed earth, time folds stacked with blue tiles. The round eaves frame a patch of sky, and the alleys flow with Hakka life. Standing under the mottled walls, you can almost hear the pounding sounds from a thousand years ago and see the silhouettes of migrating ancestors gathered around the fire at night. This living architectural miracle turns time into awe, with every frame filled with the depth and romance of Eastern aesthetics✨ 🌾An autumn feast spanning six hundred years A Tulou is a living museum, like a palette left by ancestors. The layers of eaves and wooden railings decorating the round buildings embody the unchanging wisdom of Hakka life for centuries. Golden rice, bright red chili peppers, and orange persimmon cakes are the autumn-exclusive sentiments of the Tulou families.