This May, Nexth iTV invites you back into the Dreamscape of DJ Laurinda, the unparalleled architect of emotional remix culture and sonic mythology. Spring River Romance with Jade Princesses isn’t simply a show — it’s a living, breathing world that Laurinda conjures with every note, a delicate, shimmering realm where forgotten stories find voice in sound and light.
DJ Laurinda doesn’t remix — she resurrects. She reanimates lost kingdoms, breathes life into ancient romances, and sculpts entire dimensions from memory and myth. In her Dreamscape, jade princesses drift through mist-cloaked courtyards and rivers shimmer beneath ageless skies. Every beat she crafts carries the pulse of empires long vanished, every melody hums with the ache of eternal yearning.
Following the tender ache of Episode 4: A Celadon Heart, A Rose Memory and the timeless glow of Episode 2: Emerald Jade — A Glance Across Thousand Years, Episode 6: Moonstone Jade – Ashes Fall, Dreams Remain marks a defining moment in Laurinda’s expanding legend. Here, she descends even deeper into the currents of longing, memory, and midnight reverie — weaving textured, otherworldly soundscapes from the aching remnants of ancient love letters and moon-drenched gardens.
In this chapter, DJ Laurinda’s emotional remixes transcend reinterpretation. They become reincarnations. Each track is an ancestral echo reborn, a vessel of celestial longing. In collaboration with Princess Laurinda iArt Gallery, she unveils the Brand Art Emotion Remix Edition — a groundbreaking fusion where immersive sound worlds collide with ethereal, fine art visuals. Every episode becomes a multisensory ritual, a cinematic pilgrimage through sound, sight, and forgotten romance.
In Moonstone Jade – Ashes Fall, Dreams Remain, Laurinda conjures a world steeped in lavender dusk, where petals drift through pavilions bathed in silver light, and ancient incantations rise like mist above still waters. Through her haunting, emotionally charged lyrics, she captures the tender ache of distant faces and the lingering promise of old hearts stirring beneath ageless moons.
Lyrics Meaning:
The lyrics of Moonstone Jade – Ashes Fall, Dreams Remain whisper the story of a solitary jade princess in the final hours of night. Cloaked in mist, she plays her zither in a garden where incense burns to its final ember, sending her unspoken dreams across the hills. Each note is a wordless letter to a love lost to time. In DJ Laurinda’s hands, it isn’t just a ballad — it’s a resurrection.
Moonstone Jade – Ashes Fall, Dreams Remain
Verse 1
Mist-like robes beneath the fading moonlight
A crimson cushion, incense swirling slow
Delicate hands ignite an ancient dream
A lone lamp watches, thoughts in silence flow
Chorus
Fragrant wood still burns, the zither softly sighs
A face like a painting, frost within her eyes
A life like water, fleeting light and shade
Who calls in dreams, through mountains far and wide
Verse 2
Soft mist veils the eaves as petals fall
Ancient scripts in new ink, whispered through the hall
Half-bound hair, a moonstone in her palm
Lowered eyes, a zither’s song reveals the heart
Outro
Let me follow the moonstone, lost to drifting skies
A melody of dreams, crossing silent tides
Old dreams in empty hills, fading out of sight
At incense’s end, whose voice sings through the night
Every moment of DJ Laurinda’s XShows is meticulously sculpted — a breathtaking symphony of emotion and visual enchantment. Her remixes, paired with the evocative artistry of Princess Laurinda iArt Gallery, don’t just tell stories; they summon them, breathing them back into life. Every note is a lantern adrift on ink-dark water, every beat a heartbeat from another age.
This May, surrender to DJ Laurinda’s Dreamscape. Let her guide you along the Spring River, through whispered legends and moonlit memories, where each melody cradles the ache of forgotten poems and every breath echoes with the shimmer of jade-lit nights.
In DJ Laurinda’s world, stories never fade.
They ripple outward.
They shift form.
They rise again as new songs.
Because in her hands — every sound is a reflection,
And every reflection sings a story.
