It’s a shame that China forgot about the beauty of her national dress. Be it the Hanfu or the qipao, it’d be great to see China retaining her past traditions. My old country is beautiful in my childhood memories but unfortunately, it is fading fast. I’m still proud of her but to be honest, I’m conflicted. When you destroy your own culture, there really is no hope left. When my sentimental side kicked in, I realised how heart-breaking it must have been for Mr Liang Sicheng who watched on hopelessly as idiotic politicians destroyed the once gorgeous ancient city of Beijing. The national dress is a way to make a stance on identity and tradition. It’s lovely to see some countries who actively promote, encourage and maintain their own unique culture. As soon as you board Bhutan’s airline Drukair, you are greeted with the air hostess in a kira. The male crew are in suits…