PREVIEW
... south under my feet constantly changes," the chant went, "sorcerous clouds and Chu rains bind with silken threads. Willow flowers scatter through the alleys, swallows flip over the walls, recognizing the old grounds of the Red Mansion. Idle sentiments gently rise like grass, stirring new sorrows chaotic as smoke, while the spring mourners continue to sleep..."
The lyrics flowed melodically, with lingering resonance.
On stage, Su Xianjun seemed fully immersed in the song, every li ...
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