It is the arrival of the Dragon Boat Festival again. With the fragrance of rice dumplings, family reunions and greetings from friends, the festivities flow with warmth. Among the many festivities, dragon boat racing is one of the most stirring scenes with its heavenly drum beats and majestic momentum. The dragon boat race in Guangzhou, in particular, with its unrepeatable deep colours in the commercial wave is unique - it is known as a ‘pure land’, just because the qualification to board the boat, not money can be measured, but the identity of the clan connected to the bloodline of the certificate. Jokes about ‘worth tens of millions of dollars’ to get started, saying just capital in this wonderful reality of the wall.

On top of the dragon boat, the paddlers' muscles are churning, sweat beads like rain, and every shout and drum beat are fused into the power to break the waves and move forward, fighting only for the glory of the clan. When the winner is announced, the winner will hold his head high, and the ancestral hall will be filled with incense smoke to console his ancestors; even if he does not come out on top, the solemnity of ‘kneeling at the ancestral hall’ is not a punishment, but a unique introspection ceremony spawned by a sense of honour of the clan.

When the drums echoing in the Pearl River, when the ancient ancestral temple in the noisy return to solemnity, we will be able to see: the Dragon Boat Festival gathering is not only on the tip of the tongue dumplings, but also in the Dragon Boat Race in the cultural lineage that has continued for thousands of years - it is the most tense form of the ‘root’ identity and collective glory, inscribed on the ‘root’ of the and collective glory, inscribed into the spiritual map of every descendant of the Yellow Emperor.