White.
Snow white.
A beam of cool white light spills from the overhead lamp, making the wide stage resemble a snow-covered landscape.
In the center of the light, there stands a figure in a white, traditional-style long dress.
The music starts, and the figure turns around, with a hint of a white veil hanging on her face.
White pearl hairpin.
White veil.
White long dress.
Yet, even with just her eyes visible, one feels compelled to follow the determined gaze in her eyes, to see what lies ahead.
The sound of the horsehead fiddle is melodious.
The spinning, leaping girl's movements are light and graceful.
As the buzzing sound of slaughter rises from the music, people seem to see the girl's past unfold before them.
Her brave and skilled father died in battle.
Her brother, ever leading the charge, became the vanguard.
The once galloping General's daughter, resolutely defying opposition, became the new General Chongfeng, leading the soldiers into battle.
