非遗，节奏文明，南京，江宁织造博物馆，红楼梦，曹雪芹

在南京江宁织造博物馆，我看见的不只是丝与锦，而是皇命的回声、命运的经纬。云锦龙袍在玻璃后依旧耀眼，敬慎二字在堂前静静呼吸。我来此，不是看展览，而是倾听：名字背后的叹息、织机间的风声、卷轴里尚未落定的节奏。At the Nanjing Jiangning Weaving Museum, I saw not only silk and brocade,but the echo of imperial commands, the warp and weft of destiny.Dragon robes still gleam behind glass, the word Reverence breathes from the hall.I came not to observe, but to listen—to the sighs behind names, the wind between looms, the rhythm still unfolding in the scrolls.