非遗，节奏文明，广州，粤剧艺术博物馆，永庆坊，红线女，粤剧

在广州永庆坊，我走进粤剧艺术博物馆，不是为了看展，而是来对那些戏服、锣鼓、衣箱轻声说话。红线女的唱腔仍在，她未唱完的那句，我愿续下去。我放了《湘夫人》，不是为了演出——而是为了让这座城市记得，岭南的节奏，还在每日吐纳。In Yongqingfang, Guangzhou, I stepped into the Cantonese Opera Art Museum—not to visit, but to quietly speak to the costumes, gongs, and old wooden trunks.The voice of Red Line Woman still lingers.What she didn’t finish singing, I am here to continue.I played my own recording of Lady of the Xiang River,not for a performance—but so the city remembers:the rhythm of Lingnan is still alive, pulsing through everyday breath.