这是一个把历史风化在千仞绝壁上的悲情部落,这是一个把灵魂镌刻在湍流危崖的苍凉民族。古僰族,自夏朝始,宛若一曲深邃的天籁,在静吟过悠悠三千余载后,在明万历年间的一个秋日,黯然断弦,成为永世绝唱,留下千古谜团。 This is a tragic tribute to weathering history in the midst of a precipice of precipice, a desolate nation that engraves its soul in the turbulent precipice. Ancient Lisu, since the beginning of the summer, just like a deep sounds of nature, after more than three thousand years of silence in the quiet Yin, in the autumn of the Ming Dynasty Wanli, sadly broke the strings, become the eternal epic, leaving eternal mystery.