Far Away in the Clouds of Chu (Wan Qingsi Fan)

My home is Xiangshuiqu, far away from the Chuyun Mountains... Are you a wanderer? … The ancient sound of Yao Qin suddenly sounded. The mountains and mist attack each other, and the clear rhyme of the piano music flows, but the bamboo shadows are faint and chaotic. In a trance, loneliness suddenly emerged, boundless, and choked my breath. Forget about dynasties, ages, geographies and countries. Forget about love and hate Anger and fame are floating in the dust, leaving only a piece of clarity and boundless loneliness in my heart... Lonely? Why lonely? "Far away in the clouds of Chu". Suddenly broke into my mind.