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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

The Noble Scion May Stay

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Drawn from Wang Wei's “Autumn Dusk at a Mountain Dwelling.” 空山新雨后，天气晚来秋；明月松间照，清泉石上流。竹喧归浣女，莲动下渔舟；随意春芳歇，王孙自可留。 After fresh rain in the empty mountains, evening brings autumn's chill; the bright moon shines among the pines, clear springs flow over stones. Bamboo rustles as washerwomen return, lotus leaves stir as fishing boats descend; let spring's blossoms fade as they will, the noble traveler may stay. Empty mountains after rain, moonlit pines and springs over stones, washerwomen and fishing boats—let spring's blossoms fade, these autumn mountains are enough to make one stay. Male and female vocals sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Nothing Holds Such Longing

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Wang Wei's “Longing.” 红豆生南国，春来发几枝；愿君多采撷，此物最相思。 Red beans grow in the southern land; how many branches sprout when spring arrives? May you gather plenty, for nothing speaks of longing more. Spring comes to the south and red beans fill the branches; a tiny bean expresses all the longing people cannot voice. Pick a bean and think of someone; seeing the bean is like seeing that person. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

A Gaze Across a Thousand Miles

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Wang Zhihuan's “Climbing Stork Tower.” 白日依山尽，黄河入海流；欲穷千里目，更上一层楼。 The sun sinks behind the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea; to see a thousand miles farther, climb one more floor. Climb high and gaze far: as the sun sinks behind the mountains and the Yellow River surges toward the sea, climb another floor to see a thousand miles away. A song of the expansive spirit that keeps climbing higher. Male and female vocals sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Who Knows How Many Blossoms Have Fallen

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Draws on Meng Haoran's 《春晓》 (Spring Dawn)。春眠不觉晓，处处闻啼鸟；夜来风雨声，花落知多少。Asleep in spring，I miss the dawn，birdsong sounds everywhere；wind and rain were heard at night，who knows how many flowers fell。Sleeping deeply in spring，unaware of daybreak，I wake to birdsong all around；remembering the night's wind and rain，I worry about fallen flowers in the courtyard yet linger sleepily in bed。A lazy，tender song of a spring morning。Male and female voices sing the same lyrics。

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Frostlight at the Travelers’ Lodge

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Li Bai's 《静夜思》 (Quiet Night Thoughts). 床前明月光，疑是地上霜；举头望明月，低头思故乡。 (Moonlight before my bed, I mistake it for frost upon the ground; I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon, then lower it and think of home.) Waking at midnight to whiteness before the bed, I drowsily mistake it for frost, look up to see the moon, then lower my head in homesickness—the same moon, a thousand miles away, shines on both the guesthouse and the door of home. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Holding Fragrance on the Branch

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Zheng Sixiao’s “Cold-Season Chrysanthemum / Painting a Chrysanthemum.” 花开不并百花丛，独立疏篱趣未穷；宁可枝头抱香死，何曾吹落北风中。 It does not bloom among the mass of other flowers, but stands alone beside a sparse fence with inexhaustible charm; it would rather die on the branch holding its fragrance than ever be blown down by the north wind. The cold-season chrysanthemum does not compete with other flowers for spring, standing alone beside a sparse fence with endless charm; it would rather wither on the branch, keeping its fragrance, than be blown down by the north wind. A song of integrity that expresses resolve through praise of the chrysanthemum. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Slender Hands Peel a Fresh Orange

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Zhou Bangyan's 《少年游·并刀如水》 (A Youth's Journey · A Bingzhou Blade Like Water). 并刀如水，吴盐胜雪，纤手破新橙；锦幄初温，兽烟不断，相对坐调笙。低声问向谁行宿，城上已三更；马滑霜浓，不如休去，直是少人行。A Bingzhou blade gleams like water，salt from Wu outshines snow，slender hands cut a fresh orange；the brocade curtains have just grown warm，incense streams unbroken from a beast-shaped burner，and two sit facing each other，tuning a sheng. A soft voice asks whose place you will sleep at，while the city watch has already marked the third watch；hooves slip in the heavy frost，better stay，for hardly anyone travels now. A warm room on a winter night：a sharp knife and fine salt for a fresh orange，incense from a beast-shaped burner and the sheng's notes as two sit together，a softly spoken question asking the other to stay，with heavy frost and slippery roads as reason to remain. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

The Chill of the Jade Sheng

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Li Jing's Extended Huanxisha: Lotus Fragrance Fades, Green Leaves Wither. “菡萏香销翠叶残，西风愁起绿波间；还与韶光共憔悴，不堪看。细雨梦回鸡塞远，小楼吹彻玉笙寒；多少泪珠何限恨，倚栏干。” Lotus fragrance fades and green leaves wither; sorrow rises with the west wind among green waves. They fade together with the lovely season, a sight too painful to bear. Returning from dreams amid fine rain, the distant frontier of Jisai remains far away; in the little tower, the jade sheng sounds on, cold and clear. So many tears, such boundless grief, leaning against the railing. Withered lotuses age with the season; Jisai appears in dreams, the sheng's notes turn cold, and amid tears and endless grief, a lone figure leans against the railing. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

A Flute in the Moonlit Tower

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Inspired by Li Yu's two poems titled 《望江南·闲梦远》 (Gazing South of the River · Idle Dreams Wander Far). 闲梦远，南国正芳春：船上管弦江面渌，满城飞絮辊轻尘，忙杀看花人。闲梦远，南国正清秋：千里江山寒色远，芦花深处泊孤舟，笛在月明楼。Idle dreams wander far，to the south in fragrant spring：strings and pipes sound aboard boats on the green river，willow fluff fills the city and rolls through fine dust，and flower admirers bustle about. Idle dreams wander far，to the south in clear autumn：a thousand miles of rivers and mountains recede into chilly hues，a lone boat moors deep among reed blossoms，and a flute sounds from a moonlit tower. Of the two dreams，one holds spring's bustle，the other autumn's lonely chill；in dreams a guest，upon waking a prisoner. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Wild Geese Gone Beyond Layered Gates

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Drawn from Li Qingzhao’s “To the Tune of Nian Nu Jiao · Spring Feelings.” 萧条庭院，又斜风细雨，重门须闭；宠柳娇花寒食近，种种恼人天气。险韵诗成，扶头酒醒，别是闲滋味；征鸿过尽，万千心事难寄。楼上春寒帘垂四面，被冷香消新梦觉，不许愁人不起；清露晨流，新桐初引，多少游春意。日高烟敛，更看今日晴未。 (“A desolate courtyard, slanting wind and fine rain again, the inner gates must close; pampered willows and delicate flowers, the Cold Food Festival draws near, with every kind of vexing weather. A poem in difficult rhymes completed, I wake from heady wine, to a peculiar taste of idle hours; the migrating geese have all passed, my countless cares have no messenger. Upstairs, spring’s chill, curtains lowered on all sides, quilt cold and incense spent, newly awake from dreams, sorrow will not let me remain abed; clear dew flows at dawn, new paulownia shoots unfurl, how I long to roam in spring. The sun climbs, the haze clears, I look again to see whether today is fair.”) Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

The Lonely City’s Gates Are Shut

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Drawn from Fan Zhongyan’s “The Fisherman’s Pride: Autumn Thoughts.” “塞下秋来风景异，衡阳雁去无留意；四面边声连角起，千嶂里，长烟落日孤城闭。浊酒一杯家万里，燕然未勒归无计；羌管悠悠霜满地，人不寐，将军白发征夫泪。” (Autumn brings a different landscape to the frontier; geese bound for Hengyang have no wish to stay. Frontier sounds rise on every side with the horns; amid a thousand peaks, long trails of smoke and the setting sun, a lone city shuts its gates. A cup of cloudy wine, home ten thousand miles away; with no victory yet inscribed on Mount Yanran, there is no prospect of returning. Qiang flutes sound on and on, frost covers the ground; no one sleeps—the general’s white hair, the soldiers’ tears.) Autumn for those guarding the frontier: geese leave without lingering, the lone city closes at sunset, cloudy wine brings little warmth, and with military honors still unearned, there is no prospect of homecoming. White hair and tears alike lie amid the frost. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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Classical Chinese-style Ballad

Green Mountains Like Walls

Ku Wuji · AI Music

Drawn from Sadula's “To the Tune of Nian Nu Jiao: Ascending Stone City, Following Dongpo's Rhymes.” Atop Stone City, the sky hangs low over Wu and Chu, and the gaze finds nothing to hold; surveying the strategic terrain of the Six Dynasties, only the green mountains remain like walls. Banners blot out the sun, masts and oars reach the clouds, white bones lie scattered like snow; north and south of one river, how many heroes have been worn away. Lonely detached palaces, the east wind along imperial carriage roads, fragrant grasses growing year after year; at sunset, ghost fires flicker along pine paths, while song, dance, and wine quietly turn black hair gray. Sorrow through the ages, a broad expanse of moonlight over the Qinhuai. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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