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Snow Trail

雪路马迹

2026-09-14 · 3:21

A classical farewell becomes English words: blossom-like snow, a frozen red flag and a departing friend leave a trail behind.

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The road turns; hoofprints remain in the snow.

English classical-farewell words · Japanese min’yo instrumental brief

The north wind whitens grass, and sudden late-summer snow resembles trees full of pear blossom. After farewell wine in the camp, Luntai’s east gate and the snowy Tianshan road lead a friend away. The road turns, the friend disappears, and the ending returns to the horse’s trail: a vast landscape narrows to one small trace.

The public Japanese min’yo brief imagines Tsugaru shamisen, shakuhachi, koto, drums and a weathered male voice in flexible phrases. The published words are English, not Japanese. Enter through the contrast between a person no longer visible and a trace still present as classical imagery meets another instrumental language.

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[Verse 1] North wind scours the earth; white grass bends. Under Hu skies, eighth-month snow flies. As though the spring wind came one night. Ten thousand pear trees burst in bloom. [Verse 2] It slips through pearl blinds, wets silk tents. Fox fur brings no warmth; brocade is thin. The general's horn bow will not draw. The commandant's iron coat is cold. [Chorus] Desert seas rise with hundred-foot ice. Sullen clouds congeal ten thousand miles. Wine in the camp for the homebound guest. Hu fiddle, pipa, and Qiang flute sound. [Verse 3] At dusk, snow falls beyond the gate. Wind tugs the red flag, frozen still. At Luntai's east gate, I send you forth. Snow fills the Tianshan road you take. [Finale] The mountain road turns; you fade from sight. On snow remains your horse's trail. The mountain road turns; you fade from sight. On snow remains your horse's trail.

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