Whirling sand and stones fill the desolate pass, where the whistling northwest wind never ceases. Though the …
Whirling sand and stones fill the desolate pass, where the whistling northwest wind never ceases.
Though the sand in the Jade Gate Pass keeps soaring year-round, here is somewhat too harsh and perilous.
Unable to find comrades, returned soldiers call out again and again. No one knows when all this will cease.