0 1. My website

02. Qilixiang

03. reasons

04. Grandma

05. General

06. run aground

07. Spring and Autumn Dance

08. Fighting of trapped animals

09. Garden party

10. Stop the trauma of war

0 1 My Website

Lyrics: Fang Gang and Jay Chou compose music.

Arranger: Hong Jingyao Producer: Jay Chou

In my place, you must listen to me, harvest music and enjoy the pleasure of hearing.

I began to carve my personal characteristics. The future is unpredictable, and I insist on choosing the present.

At my place, you have to listen to my rhythm and tease me to make out with hip-hop

My irrigation principle cultivated a unique concept and failed. Everything else is rubbish.

What does it mean to have an attitude to expand territory? What's going on here?

Pigeons in the square occupy the front page of the newspaper.

A New Interpretation of the Title of About the City

About an ability to study exams and be young.

How many meters is the traffic sign in the M-Zone from me?

I said, teacher, am I really not sensible?

Listen to my rap lyrics and enjoy my boxing.

I stand in the classroom and practice boxing, and you look the same.

It takes courage for the little girl next door to perform in public.

I prefer playing with monkeys when others play online games.

I'm practicing Xingyiquan to get your attention.

If you find it interesting, don't be stingy with your kindness.

Youth is clean and white, like a window of green space.

I opened the door of memory and wrote down everything that happened.

In my place, you must listen to me, harvest music and enjoy the pleasure of hearing.

I began to carve my personal characteristics. The future is unpredictable, and I insist on choosing the present.

At my place, you have to listen to my rhythm and tease me to make out with hip-hop

My irrigation principle cultivated a unique concept and failed. Everything else is rubbish.

The child playing the piano is fingering the future history.

I use my mobile phone to transmit Chinese characters, and the transmission speed definitely gives you a thumbs up.

There should be no formula in life. I can dance ballet at will.

Let go of your hands and calm down according to the beat, and stand on tiptoe like a swan.

In this era of fast food, you can also say love naively.

02 Qilixiang

Lyrics: Fang Gang and Jay Chou compose music.

Arranger: Zhong Xingmin Producer: Jay Chou

Sparrows chattered on the telephone poles outside the window.

You say this sentence with the feeling of summer.

The pencil in your hand moves back and forth on the paper.

I use a few lines to describe who you are.

Both the cat and you want to know the taste of saury.

The taste of first love was thus recovered by us.

Warm sunshine is like fresh-picked bright strawberries.

You said you couldn't bear to eat this feeling.

It rained all night, and my love overflowed like rain.

The fallen leaves in the yard are all my thoughts.

A few words of right and wrong can't cool my enthusiasm

You appear on every page of my poem.

It rained all night, and my love overflowed like rain.

The butterfly on the windowsill is like a beautiful chapter in a poem.

I continued to write at the end of the poem that I love you forever.

You are the only person I want to know.

It rained all night, and my love overflowed like rain.

The fallen leaves in the yard are all my thoughts.

A few words of right and wrong can't cool my enthusiasm

You appear on every page of my poem.

Full ears of rice make this season full of joy.

Your cheeks are like ripe tomatoes in the field.

You suddenly told me that Qilixiang's name is beautiful.

Now I just want to kiss your stubborn mouth.

It rained all night, and my love overflowed like rain.

The fallen leaves in the yard are all my thoughts.

A few words of right and wrong can't cool my enthusiasm

You appear on every page of my poem.

My love flooded all night like rain.

The butterfly on the windowsill is like a beautiful chapter in a poem.

I continued to write at the end of the poem that I love you forever.

You are the only person I want to know.

03 excuses

Lyrics: Composed by Jay Chou Jay Chou.

Jay Chou Arranger Producer: Jay Chou

Looking through our photos, I miss you.

We had a sweet laugh last winter.

Look at your crying face and say goodbye to me.

It's too late to hear that you have gone far.

Maybe you have given up on me, maybe it's hard to turn back.

I know I missed it. Please give me another reason.

Say you don't love me

Even if I don't know, can you forgive me?

Please don't take breaking up as your request.

I know insisting on leaving is your excuse for getting hurt.

Please turn around and I will accompany you to the end.

Even if there is no result, I can bear it.

I know your pain is my promise.

You said that you gave me indulgence in silence because of tolerance.

Please remember me if you want to go.

If you are sad, please forget me.

04 Grandma-Jay Chou/Viann

Lyrics: Composed by Jay Chou Jay Chou.

Jay Chou Arranger Producer: Jay Chou

Today is grandma's birthday. I put on a retro suit.

Take grandma for a ride in a cool antique car.

There is her favorite in the car, and it belongs to her.

Drive to the pier of Avenue City and quietly recall all the past events with grandpa.

Grandma, the ripples on her face are beautiful, but they can't hide her depression.

I lost my love, and I just hope my family can make it up.

Adults think that putting 600 on the table before going out is filial piety.

What's the point of working hard all day to make money without worrying?

Grandma's expectation gradually turned into helplessness, and adults never understood it.

What she wants is companionship, not 600 yuan, which is easier than what you give her.

Grandma, her helplessness can't be transformed into expectation. Only love can understand.

Walking by the danshui river, listening to his favorite, put the warmth back in his pocket.

I remember grandma's birthday last year, and my cousin took me and grandma to attend.

Her most important award ceremony

But I didn't get half a prize, so I don't know if I should laugh.

I smirked at the camera and felt ridiculous.

I am sad, but not because I didn't win the prize.

I was disappointed because I saw my grandmother lose.

Adults can't understand my cousin's intentions at all.

It seems that if they are happy, they can completely deny it.

Denying my work depends on my mood.

If they want to stick to their own style, they feel that they are still Europeans.

No surprises, no changes. I've been listening for three years.

I told my grandmother that I didn't lose and didn't need to change.

Cousin said don't feel sorry, it's just a game.

As long as grandma feels good, it is an encouragement.

Grandma smiled and said that she was proud of me.

A shallow smile makes me feel more glorious than winning the prize.

Routine 05

Lyrics: Huang Junlang composed by Jay Chou.

Arranger: Hong Jingyao Producer: Jay Chou

The arrow of time points to where you failed.

You will move forward, but you will get used to surrendering.

Of course, the sixth step is your biggest achilles heel.

I stayed where I was out of habit, and everything was silent.

The first shot was purely my polite opening remarks.

Feng Ping Ma Shenhua is introverted and combines rigidity with softness.

Twenty-sixth gun into four is only a tentative measure.

I'm afraid it's hard to let the enemy live.

What will be hurt in this bloodless battle is only self-esteem.

The iron of winning or losing is no different from reality.

The old man with a birdcage stood by and patted me on the shoulder.

I guess he should think the same as me.

Look at me, relax your fingers and look like a dragon.

When the enemy is empty, our tactics are endless and our offensive is like the wind.

Ride a bike into the palace and run over your depressed face.

Leave me alone. My fingers are relaxed. My eyes are like dragons.

When the enemy is empty, I bow left and right, and I am like a rainbow.

It's no use trying to escape from Enemy at the Gates's enemies.

I'm thinking about what static braking is.

Can the fog in the mountains be used as cover?

The trajectory of the moon turning to the stars is the same as that of the temporary army.

Is there fierce fighting in LAM Raymond volcano?

Finally, I must be the mastermind, and you finally gave up your resistance.

I looked up at the sunset, and you bowed your head and left sadly.

Listen to me. Winning or losing is a common occurrence in military strategists.

You don't have to take it to heart, because I am only suitable for unparalleled.

Look at me, relax your fingers and look like a dragon.

When the enemy is empty, our tactics are endless and our offensive is like the wind.

Ride a bike into the palace and run over your depressed face.

Leave me alone. My fingers are relaxed. My eyes are like dragons.

When the enemy is empty, I bow left and right, and I am like a rainbow.

It's no use trying to escape from Enemy at the Gates's enemies.

The sunshine smiled through the cracks in the leaves and warmed my dream.

Only the thrush in the cage envies the sky, but no one ever understands it.

06 stranded

Lyrics: German (Bullet) Composer: Jay Chou

Arranger: Zhong Xingmin Producer: Jay Chou

The sky that hasn't cleared up for a long time still retains your smile.

I cried, but I couldn't bury my guilt.

The kite ran aground on a cloudy day, missed it and was still waiting for rescue.

I pull the string to relive your tenderness.

I can't promise to be exposed to a lonely smile.

How come? How can you forgive me?

I can only read the dialogue forever and read the harm I have given you.

If I can't forgive you, I will ask you to pretend that I am gone.

I opened my eyes and looked at the blank, forgetting what you expected of me.

I'm done. I'll hurry up.

Dance together in spring and autumn

Lyrics: Fang Gang and Jay Chou compose music.

Arranger: Zhong Xingmin Producer: Jay Chou

In that chaotic era, the imperial court was too corrupt, and man-made disasters and natural disasters occurred.

The Eastern Han Dynasty fell and rose overnight.

The map of Kyushu is divided into three parts.

I read the reflection of the Three Kingdoms and wanted to see it clearly.

Take a look and be right back. ?ㄧㄥㄧㄥ?ㄧㄤㄧㄤ

Sword and stick, by the way, are so exaggerated as a time machine.

Traveling through time and space is enjoyment and arrogance. What if there is no return?

To tell you the truth, I'm a little nervous.

Jiangshan, I am standing in the clouds, slowly walking towards the Central Plains.

There are villages scattered in front of Chang 'an City, which is in a state of war.

Looking at the sky, I saw the Big Dipper fall into the horizon.

In an instant, the hero appeared like a ghost.

I am a turtle, and you are a turtle.

La la la la la la la.

The monster beast disturbed the human order, and blood poured in like a flood.

I almost didn't have a sequel. Fortunately, I have a time machine. I thank you.

People and demons began to return to hell, and the rebels attacked like wildfire.

The five senses almost left the body. Fortunately, there is a time machine. I thank you.

Cao Wei's brave soldiers in Shu Han are very strange in Soochow.

The fate of Zhuge Liang's seven-star losing streak.

These books are all recorded. I'm not talking nonsense.

I'll say hello to you when the oriental fish-belly is white.

With a knife in your mouth, tell a ballad story that you will never forget for a thousand years.

Life is sloppy. I'm bending over and turning around to forget history.

With a knife in your mouth, tell a ballad story that you will never forget for a thousand years.

Life is sloppy. I'm bending over and turning around to forget history.

Yellow turban insurrectionary thief, don't quarrel with my grandmother, water will roll the noodles.

Put down the knife and ask the emperor if he wants to eat enough.

Yellow scarf thief, don't make trouble. My grandma cooks firewood and jiaozi.

Put down the knife and ask the emperor if he wants to eat enough.

Beast of Burden

Lyrics: Liu Genghong composed by Jay Chou.

Re-arrangement: Cai Producer: Jay Chou

I landed in the dark and the world was submerged in the rain.

The picture and reality are intertwined, and they are stuck in the chest.

I've had enough of a corpse, a trap and a whirlpool.

Break free and escape from this hole

If I rush out of the dark sky

Don't tie my freedom any more.

Roaring in the wind, fighting for trapped animals

I struggled to break through the closed mind and shake the cracks.

The burning flowers took off and disappeared into the air.

Memory is peeling off, and the residual image outline collapses in the mist.

09 garden party

Lyrics: Fang Gang and Jay Chou compose music.

Arranger: Hong Jingyao Producer: Jay Chou

Amber dusk is like beautiful candy in the distance.

Your face has no makeup, but I'm madly in love with it.

Missing and shadow are stretched together in the evening.

The ticket in my hand accompanied me to count sheep.

Mint grass smells like wind and has no shape.

I can remember your temperament and face.

The cold air and glass in the morning are very transparent.

Like me, I like being seen through by you.

In the sunny telephone booth, I quietly appeared beside you.

I smile and appreciate your panic.

I just want to hold an umbrella for you in the hot sun.

You lean on my shoulder, take a deep breath, for fear of forgetting.

Because of the stupid game of fishing, we started chatting.

I hope this topic will continue, and the garden party will never end.

I have a balloon, I hold you.

I want to tell you something, but your eyes are busy.

I want to try the omelet and jam in your mouth.

The movie of the garden party is on, and we have an appointment to go shopping together.

10 stop the war trauma

Lyrics: Fang Gang and Jay Chou compose music.

Jay Chou Arranger Producer: Jay Chou

The light is as light as paper and scattered everywhere. The applause was in a hurry.

She is singing a bad script and performing the last scene on the stage.

The whole village sat quietly in their seats, watching how time abandoned the theater.

The war stained her tears. Who is clamoring for candy in the wind?

At the beginning of this story, the lens dust has blocked the sun.

Fear is engraved on the children's faces, and the wheat field has fallen in the direction of the chariot.

The shape of dandelion is drifting away, and it flies in despair.

She just sang and thought about this sad song to stop the war.

On a bad night, the candle burns out the breath, and the battle songs spread thousands of miles to quell the famine in my hometown.

Naive stumbled on this road, and she was cut by Miscanthus.

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes?

Do you have bread and a bowl of hot soup for breakfast when you wake up?

Farmers, burned land and villages finally took up guns.

She gradually got used to giving up resistance.

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes?

Is there a swing in the yard where you can swing? There is sugar in your pocket.

The light of the bayonet was polished by hatred and barbarism in the distance.

And she smiled and didn't know to panic.