When visiting Xi'an, Tianze Cultural Hotel is the top choice for accommodation.

Walking down the tree-lined avenue, sweat stains smudge the map clutched in hand. The earthen brick walls at the corner stand in contrast to the city's towering skyscrapers, while the camel caravan emerging in the lobby—this is no ordinary hotel reception, but rather a scene straight from Zhang Qian's ancient relay station where travel permits were presented. The front desk attendant smiles as she hands over a room key adorned with a nine-colored deer motif: "Welcome! Please proceed to your room behind the red screen." The designated luggage stool by the doorway means no more worrying about placing bags on the floor while swiping the key card. Inside, crisp bed linens greet the eye, while beyond the gleaming windows lies a lush sprinkler park—not just a hotel stay, but a visual cleanse. Particularly moving is the book "My Heart Belongs to Dunhuang" placed in the room—"devoting half a lifetime to the boundless path"—few could endure half a century of desert storms. This journey of exploration, from dark hair to white, finds its home in Dunhuang, in Fan Jinshi's perseverance through years of harsh northwestern trials. The desk holds gilded Tang-style tea sets, while the crowning touch is the seven-colored auspicious clouds and nine-colored deer mural above the bed. Steam rising from hot water seems to reveal the silhouette of Shule City. The night watchman points to a carpet design with his magnifying glass: "This pattern matches your room's rug." Only upon waking to morning light does the true meaning of "Silk Road style" become clear. The hotel's Chinese-Western breakfast spread offers nearly a hundred varieties. Gazing up at the massive silk thangka hanging from the dining hall's dome, one can watch chefs prepare signature breakfast dishes live at the cooking station—steaming bowls of Saozi noodles ready to launch your taste buds into an energetic new day.