
I was born in this historically and culturally rich hometown of Lung Yeuk Tau, but I grew up abroad. Every time I return here, it feels like stepping into a world where time has reversed.

Every brick and tile here tells a story of the past. The old walled village, situated on the mountainside, stands with its majestic blue brick walls, seemingly narrating tales of repelling pirates. The steps in front of the village gate are cleverly designed as a defensive position, making it difficult for enemies to attack. The small holes and high platforms on the walls were used to monitor outside movements, ensuring the villagers' safety. Such intelligent architectural designs leave me in awe of my ancestors' wisdom.

Passing through the ancient gate, I see orderly houses with winding paths paved with blue stones. Not far away, the grand ancestral hall—Song Ling Tang Gong Hall—showcases our family's long history. The exquisite wood carvings and murals inside the hall reflect our family’s glory and traditions.

Beside the ancestral hall stands the Tin Hau Temple, with its red walls and yellow tiles radiating a sacred atmosphere. The ancient bronze bell inside tells of countless pious wishes, as if feeling the divine protection. The surrounding statues of the Earth God and the Goddess of Heaven further immerse me in the rich local beliefs.

When I step into other walled villages like Dong Ge and Wing Ning, I can still sense the vigor of their long history. Although many walls are now damaged, I can still imagine the tense scenes of repelling pirates. The altars and other structures make me feel the sincere hopes of my ancestors for wealth and success.

As I stroll through this culturally rich land, I can almost feel the footsteps of my ancestors and the vitality of this home. No matter where I go, my roots will always be here—in Lung Yeuk Tau.

The Legend of Lung Yeuk Tau by Ming Zai

Ming Zai standing at the entrance of Lung Yeuk Tau, looking nostalgic with the village in the background.

Ming Zai was excited to return to his hometown, Lung Yeuk Tau. He had spent many years abroad, and each visit felt like stepping back in time. The ancient walled village was full of history and stories. Ming Zai couldn't wait to explore every corner. He felt a deep connection to his roots.

The Return Home

The blue brick walls of Lung Yeuk Tau with intricate steps in front of the village gate.

The blue brick walls of Lung Yeuk Tau stood tall and proud. They seemed to whisper tales of bravery and strength. Ming Zai admired the clever design of the steps in front of the village gate. They were built to make it difficult for enemies to attack. His ancestors were truly wise.

The Majestic Walls

High platforms and small holes on the village walls, with a sense of vigilance.

Ming Zai noticed small holes and high platforms on the walls. These were used to monitor outside movements and ensure the villagers' safety. He imagined the tense moments when his ancestors stood guard. Their bravery filled him with pride. The village was well-protected.

Guardians of the Village

Ming Zai walking through the ancient gate, surrounded by orderly houses and blue stone paths, looking curious.

Passing through the ancient gate, Ming Zai felt a sense of wonder. The houses were orderly, and the paths were paved with blue stones. Each step he took felt like walking through history. He was eager to learn more about his family's past. The village was a treasure trove of stories.

The Ancient Gate

The grand ancestral hall, Song Ling Tang Gong Hall, with exquisite wood carvings and murals inside.

Not far away stood the grand ancestral hall, Song Ling Tang Gong Hall. The exquisite wood carvings and murals inside told tales of his family's glory. Ming Zai marveled at the craftsmanship. The hall was a symbol of tradition and pride. It was a place of reverence.

The Ancestral Hall

The Tin Hau Temple with its red walls and yellow tiles, and the ancient bronze bell inside.

Beside the ancestral hall was the Tin Hau Temple. Its red walls and yellow tiles radiated a sacred atmosphere. The ancient bronze bell inside had heard countless pious wishes. Ming Zai felt the divine protection of the temple. It was a place of faith and hope.

The Tin Hau Temple

Statues of the Earth God and the Goddess of Heaven surrounding the temple, radiating a spiritual atmosphere.

Surrounding the temple were statues of the Earth God and the Goddess of Heaven. They added to the rich local beliefs. Ming Zai felt immersed in the spiritual heritage of his hometown. The statues were a reminder of the villagers' devotion. Faith was a cornerstone of their lives.

Statues of Faith

Ming Zai walking through a partially damaged wall in Dong Ge, looking contemplative.

Ming Zai decided to visit other walled villages like Dong Ge. He could sense the vigor of their long history. Although many walls were now damaged, they still spoke of past battles. Ming Zai imagined the tense scenes of repelling pirates. The spirit of resilience was strong.

Exploring Dong Ge

Altars and other structures in Wing Ning reflecting the ancestors' hopes for wealth and success.

Next, Ming Zai explored Wing Ning. The village had a rich legacy of its own. The altars and other structures reflected the ancestors' hopes for wealth and success. Ming Zai felt a deep respect for their aspirations. The village was a testament to their hard work.

Wing Ning's Legacy

Ming Zai strolling through Lung Yeuk Tau, feeling a profound connection to his heritage.

As Ming Zai strolled through Lung Yeuk Tau, he felt the footsteps of his ancestors. Their presence was almost tangible. Each corner of the village held a piece of their story. Ming Zai felt a profound connection to his heritage. His roots were deeply embedded here.

Footsteps of Ancestors

A panoramic view of Lung Yeuk Tau, rich in culture and history, with Ming Zai feeling honored.

Lung Yeuk Tau was a land rich in culture and history. Ming Zai felt honored to be part of its legacy. The village's vitality was a testament to the strength of its people. Ming Zai knew he would always cherish this place. It was his true home.

A Rich Cultural Land

Ming Zai standing with a serene expression, feeling a deep connection to Lung Yeuk Tau.

No matter where Ming Zai went, his heart would always belong to Lung Yeuk Tau. The village was more than just a place; it was a part of him. He promised to honor his ancestors by preserving their stories. Lung Yeuk Tau would always be his home. The legend would live on.