🌳 Forest of Stone Steles Museum ☀️

#summervacay On a sunlit summer day, we stepped into the cool courtyards of the Forest of Stone Steles Museum, where towering cypress trees cast shifting patterns over ancient slabs of carved stone. The air smelled faintly of moss and old earth, and the grey steles stood like silent scholars, each etched with graceful calligraphy that had survived dynasties of wind and rain. We ran our fingers lightly over the delicate grooves, feeling centuries of stories beneath our hands. 🪨🌿✍️ In quieter corners, we found scholars and art students sketching inscriptions, their brushes whispering across paper. Outside, the hum of cicadas filled the warm afternoon air, reminding us that though time stretched long here, summer still wrapped the museum in its gentle embrace. Walking through shaded archways, it felt like wandering through a living poem, ancient, serene, and deeply Xi’an. 🌳📜☀️