The silence of the winter evening is broken by the sound of singing. This town of a thousand years of history breathes with the vibrancy of riverside life. For lights flicker in the wake of passing boats or disappear into the twilight. With every step, this town turns back time. As the footsteps of history echo around this town, boats constantly paddle past, their ripples spread silently in pure tranquility. While the rhythm of the marketplace beats to the sound of the crowd, a taste of real Wuzhen lingers in the air. There are surprises on every corner. Every turning is a crossroad between the past and the future. Technology has pulled the world(s) together here, united, enjoying the past. Here, I have found (it’s) a symbol of China, an ancient culture proud of its past, but also looking to embrace the future.