Wuding’s drinking songs rise from the towering Yunling Mountains.
Deep within the vast rolling mountains and thick luxuriant forests, the drinking songs take flight clad in emerald green, soaring straight toward the sky.
The morning glow slowly blushes amid the rhyme of the songs.
Kitchen smoke curls upward to the melody.
Clouds and mist drift gently along with the tune.
Thanks to these lofty peaks and drifting clouds, Wuding’s drinking songs sound like celestial music, ethereal, blurring the line between reality and illusion.
The dreamlike tune ripples across the Jade Lake and echoes like the sound of a jade flute.
Every note seems embroidered on Chang’e’s flowing silk sleeves, round, graceful and unrestrained.
Every ballad steeped in the wine cup of Wu Gang, tender, rich and endlessly lingering on the palate.
The songs bloom upon Wu Gang’s tall cassia trees, making the blossoms brighter and more fragrant.
They form the arching Magpie Bridge, binding lovers together for all time.
They are the soaring wings Nuwa bore when mending the sky,
the fine stones Jingwei carried to fill the sea,
and the inexhaustible strength Kuafu drew while chasing the sun.
Wuding’s drinking songs are not sung by heavenly gods, but by the Yi people, children of the divine.
Carrying every mark of their Yi heritage, they sway with charm more intoxicating than wine, stepping out from the green sea of woods to dazzle your eyes brimming with wonder.
Before you can take in the beautiful scenery all around, you will be thoroughly captivated by Wuding’s beauty and these drinking songs, falling helplessly into a blissful drunken stupor.