Singer: Jay Chou

Lyricist: Huang Junlang Composer: Jay Chou

The clock goes against the clock and the evil things gather ferociously. I am humble and quiet at night under the castle. The prayer suppresses the barbaric signals circulating in ancient times, while the organ keys say proudly that it is all in vain. Ao Ao Ao Ao, my instrument surrounds the era and cannot eliminate my domineering dynasty. You cannot predict because the more sinister my wings become, the more beautiful they become. There is no period to spread my wings across the ages. The devil's smile is in relief under the moon. The wolf howls in the wind and the bat flies like the black tide. I use loneliness to adjust the tone of dignity. I have transcended the times. The animal-like posture and the sound of the piano evoke the sleeping blood. I don't need to be worshiped. The animal-like sorrow is only for eternity. The music exists. I wake up and go against the clock, and surround the ferocious nest of evil things. I humbly and quietly pray under the castle, suppressing the wild signals of ancient times. The organ keys proudly say that it is just in vain. Arrogant, arrogant, arrogant. My instrument is surrounding me. Time cannot eliminate my domineering attitude, and you cannot predict it, because the more dangerous I become, the more beautiful my wings become. There is no end, and they spread across the eras. My wings reach the sky, and they are reliefs under the moon. The devil's smile wolf howls in the wind, and bats soar like the black tide. I use loneliness to adjust the tone of dignity. I have crossed over the eras like a beast. The sound of the piano evokes the sleeping blood. I don’t need to be worshiped. The sorrow like an animal only exists for the eternal music. Wake up. I don’t need to be worshiped. I don’t need to be worshiped. I have transcended the ages. The sound of the piano evokes the sleeping blood. The posture of the piano evokes the sleeping blood. Bloodline does not need to be worshiped like beast-like sorrow, just wake up for the existence of eternal music

Jay Chou-Say Goodbye

Lyricist: Gu Xiaoli, Huang Lingjia Composer: Jay Chou

The weather is getting cold and the rain is falling. You are gone and it is clear. My love is lost. The fallen leaves are floating on the lake and I am falling asleep. I want to let them go. I can’t shed my tears. They are floating. Look, you can’t see. I’m pretending to be there. It's not important, but I found that I couldn't do it. After I said goodbye, I realized that I would never see you again. I can't just lose your smile. Lipstick stays at the corner of the table and you and I can't find you. If the roles were reversed, would you say okay? Can you just endure it like this? I can’t shed tears and promised to accompany me till the end of my life. Where can I find it? Hug me again. Every minute and every second is good. Your smile and your kindness are always in my mind. I can’t forget the warmth of your hand. My heart is broken and I can’t pick it up. The heartbeat of the past is trapped in the past. I can't escape and say goodbye, only to realize that I will never see you again

Jay Chou - Fireworks Yi Leng (Jialan Yu)

Lyricist: Fang Wenshan Composer: Jay Chou

The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door, shattering the dreams of the world, turning cold, passing through a lifetime of love debts, and a few books, like your default of life, death, withering, waiting, waiting, circles and circles, how many layers of the pagoda are broken, and whose layers are broken. The soul aches and goes straight to the collapsed mountain gate with a broken lamp. Let me wait for history to turn around. Waiting for the wine to be mellow. Waiting for you to play a guzheng. The rain is falling in my old hometown. The vegetation is deep. I heard that you are always alone. The mottled city gate is surrounded by old tree roots. The stone slabs echo. It's better to wait for the rain. The old hometown is deep and the grass is deep. I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city. The sound of the herdsman's flute falls on that wild village. Fate has taken root. We hear the laughter of youth ushering in and envy many people. The annals of history are gentle and unwilling to write. They are too cruel. Fireworks are easy to get cold, people are easy to separate, and you are asking me if I am still serious. After thousands of years of deep love, who is waiting? How can the history of Qing Dynasty not be true to the book of Wei? Luoyang City is like you passing through the past life, following me in the world of mortals, following me around my whole life, and the rain is falling in my old hometown. The grass and trees are deep. I heard that you are always alone. The mottled city gate is entrenched with the roots of the old trees. What echoes on the stone slab is to wait for the rain to fall again. The old hometown is deep. The grass and trees are deep. I hear that you are still guarding the lonely city. The sound of the herdsman's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village. Fate took root. The rain is falling in our old hometown, the vegetation is deep. I hear that you are always alone. The mottled city gate is entrenched with the roots of the old trees. The echo on the stone slabs is to wait for another rain. The rain is falling. The vegetation is deep in our old hometown. I hear that you are still guarding the outskirts of the lonely city. The sound of the flute Falling in that Nomura, fate took root, it was our fate, taking root, it was our Garan Temple, listening to the sound of rain, looking forward to eternity

Jay Chou - Free Teaching Video

Album:

Across the ages

OS: Hello, boss, hey, young man, come to see the guitar again! I want that one? That one? ah? Hahaha! That's the pipa! It’s not the guitar. I mean the one next to it. The one next to it is very expensive! Can you be more natural? If you want to become a rocker, you must first have a Guitar. Try not to use pick when playing chords. It will look more casual.

Even if you play wrong, everyone will I thought you were doing it on purpose (ta-da-la-da), did you feel my chords, ah-ha, repeating, oh, that’s good, it means your ears are not deaf. Blues just repeats these chords. The rhythm of rock and roll is in the right hand, the soul is in the heart of the left hand. It's the universe. I play it called freedom (da da la da). When you listen to my Blues (Blues), you have to learn to scream (scream) than a Peace (Peace) is for taking pictures (taking pictures). Throw a piece of Ice (Ice) to tell him not to make any noise. (Don’t make noise) Rock and roll is not for picking up girls, it’s for dreams. Of course, I’m too charming to be loved by others. I can’t help it. Jay Chou - Free teaching video. It’s broken. It doesn’t matter. Buy another guitar (guitar). If you don’t have money, borrow someone else’s. Right) How can someone like to break a guitar (guitar)? If you have the guts, break the most expensive guitar (guitar). You have to cherish it and it will speak to you. If your hands are playing, if your feet are a little free, add some dancing and it will be perfect. Hold it up Give her a pop with one hand! At this time you can let go of Pick Bo! Oh Oh, wherever the beauty is, you have to see it. You must have thought that I was going to sing the chorus next. Oh Oh, I’m not in a hurry. I’ll teach you to play it first, then up a notch, then up a notch, and finally back up a notch. Listen to my Blues (Blues). I have to learn to scream (scream) than a Peace (Peace) is for taking pictures (throw a piece of Ice (Ice) for taking pictures) and tell him not to make noise (don’t make noise) rock and roll is not for picking up girls, but for dreams. Of course, I am too charming to be loved by others. There is no way to do it again. If you add a few notes, it will become a country style. After listening to it for a long time, everyone will want to drink milk. The cowboy is very busy and has no time to help you milk the cow. (This is a sheep, not a cow) (Yeah) But no Stupid enough to milk the cow by myself (nope) Because it’s really hard to find a cow on the roadside at short notice (la la la la la la la la) Chorus Listen to my Blues (Blues) You have to learn to scream (scream) ) Than a Peace (Peace) is for taking pictures (taking pictures) Throw a piece of Ice (Ice) and tell him not to make a noise (Don't make a noise) Rock and roll is not for picking up girls, it is for dreams. Of course, the charm is too strong to be loved by others. Of course, the charm is too strong to be loved by others. I can't do it again, one last time, one more time

Jay Chou - Long time no see

Long time no see. Are you okay? Has your puppy grown up? Is my scarf still on? I lost all my photos. I can’t cut my hair at the back. This is not a bad excuse. (Oops, it’s not bad.) A pair of scissors and a lot of nonsense. I want to beg you to come back. Don’t be angry alone. Give him trouble and worry. Although it’s not It's none of my business. Who calls him my brother? It's been so long. Forget it. Think about autumn, it's about to pass. When winter comes, he will be afraid of the cold. If you don't come back, do you want me to hug him? It's my fault. I didn't hug you tightly. You said it’s dangerous to hold on to tears. If you wait for the rain to fall (wait for the rain to fall together) and don’t allow sympathy to be discovered, will there be a miracle after I shout at this or that shooting star in the sky? It doesn’t matter even if we are friends. I have changed for you and I don’t even know myself.

It’s not that I ran away for plastic surgery, it’s just that I showed my sincerity and opened a bottle of this and that champagne, went to my Mr.J restaurant, lit candles, and had a dessert to celebrate your perseverance in fighting to death without contact. The cold war has long been out of fashion. Come back to me quickly. It's my fault. I didn't hug you tightly (hug you tightly). You said it's dangerous to keep tears (very dangerous).

Jay Chou - It rained all night

Lyricist: Fang Wenshan Composer: Jay Chou

There is a lonely warmth in the window under the street lamp. Your face is drawn on the glass. I drive aimlessly and don’t know where to go. Who is watching Poplar on the TV wall in the local downtown area?

The shadow is stretched like my longing for you is endless. It turns out that I have never gotten used to you no longer beside me. The iron gate of the street has been closed. Only the neon lights at the corner are still shining. The alleys of this city are raining all night long. You can hold on. I sighed with a small paper umbrella that marriage is too graceful. The rain fell and the fog fell. I asked where the end of the world is. The sound of the flute at midnight sneaked through the window and in front of the candlestick. I was still thinking about the small sampan paddling. The small paper umbrella blocks the rain and the moonlight

Jay Chou - Hip-Hop Stewardess

: Fang Wenshan

Composer: Jay Chou

Arranger: Michael Lin

Landing gear leaves The stewardess on the ground kindly asked me to open the sun visor and fasten my seat belt. Then she asked if I needed a blanket for the meal. I was sleeping in the cabin and dreaming. She was right above me in a dream state without a fox face. She was so attractive and her hair was sweet. Love, love, love. I woke up in love. The seat was still shaking halfway on the plane. She slowed down and wanted me to run as fast as I could. She wanted me to catch up. I knew because I wanted her to ask me Coffee tea or me. I took a deep breath. The frequency of her body swings made me almost breathless. Angry, I ordered the coffee without sugar and faced her to taste the enticing package of the duty-free product. Like her, I decided to sing while walking. Her eyes were eager, full of hints and imagination, giving people a challenge. In the initial stage of sleepwalking, a phantom of shapes played in my mind. I fantasized about waking up on the aisle and swaying to the rhythm. She raised her butt and pushed the sexy look of the dining car. The curvature of her short skirt was beautiful. She asked me, Coffee tea or me. I took a deep breath. The frequency of her body swings made me happy. Almost out of breath, she asked me Coffee tea or me. I opened my eyes wide and wondered if thick lips were very attractive and I would be instantly paralyzed

Jay Chou - I cried.

Fragmented emotions

The full moon after the mist of the butterfly with broken wings on the ground has cleared. It turns out that love and heartbreak can be detailed. Listen to the night wind and walk around a few streets. In autumn, the fallen leaves on the ground become thinner, so I feel emotional all night again. All the sentences withered and withered, and I tore off this page. It turns out that poems and parting can have no ending (no ending), haggard, regret, etc. So I folded the poem and mailed it out. I felt a bouquet of white roses and you returned your love. I can’t bear the tears. I feel like breaking up in this season. The wind is blowing. If you cry for a long time, you will be tired. It’s just someone else’s coffee. I think it’s cold. I’m awake and refilling my cup again and again. I’m crying. My emotions are fragmented. Your world is full of scenes. The roses outside the door have their thorns and hurt people. It’s so direct. I was torn off this page (this page) by the wind and snow that filled the sky after reading the ending

Jay Chou & Yang Ruidai - Diary of the Flight of Love

Album: Across Era

(Jaylen) The border of the equator is cloudless and the sky is clear. I have said my love for you a thousand times and there are echoes. The hills on the shore are rugged and the waves are invading, but I am very attentive and can distinguish your voice. (Gary) With the ice of Antarctica It is the decision to love you that crystallizes my love and never melts it (together) Transparent and hard (Gary) Lifting into the sky, defying gravity, the scenery gradually becomes smaller and clearer, I speed up the engine and leave behind the distant dawn (together) What’s left The speed response is approaching the Milky Way. When I pray to the shooting stars, I concentrate on my passion for love that flies away from gravity. Looking for a star just for you. I use light years to convey love. For the passion for love that flies away from gravity, I am in the weightless universe. The environment has come for you (Jaylen) The border of the equator is cloudless and the sky is clear. I have said my love for you a thousand times and there are echoes. The hills on the shore are rugged and the waves are invading, but I am very attentive and can distinguish your voice (Gary) Using the Antarctic Ice will crystallize love. My heart will never melt. It is the decision to love you (合) Transparent (Transparent) Hard (Hard) (Gary) Lifting into the air, defying gravity, the scenery is getting smaller and smaller. The scenery is clear. I speed up the engine and throw it away. The dawn in the distance (conjunction) responds quickly and approaches the Milky Way. When I pray to the shooting stars, I concentrate on my passion for love that flies away from gravity. I find a star just for you to name it. I use light years to convey love for love that flies away from gravity. Enthusiasm, I come for you in the weightless environment of the universe

Jay Chou - self-directed and self-acted

Album: Across Era

The alleyway flicks away the past You who are familiar with rear mirrors are clearer than you in my mind. The distance between you and me is just like skidding and drifting. It is far away but seems very close. The flash of the headlights means that I still care. I saw you getting into his car and so accidentally honked the horn twice. The sound means that I will leave. Don't worry, I understand this game. The sound of the roaring engine is your most annoying melody. It travels through the city and turns into a fantasy song. Recording like crazy while you forget (forget, forget, forget, forget) you lose your temper. Shut the car door, the scent stays in the car, I'm sorry, you have to leave, you can close the door, don't use too much force, use the snack, you said it was not for eating, the ice cream has melted, the lies around you, the beauty around you is gone, the windshield wipers are still around, just like memories are starting to wave at me. I waved my hand and the dashboard turned, wondering if I would understand. No matter how fast I go, I can’t catch up with my promise. Roll down the window and listen to you. Listen to your perfect excuse. Turn up the music and let me pretend to be touched. You are considerate and you don’t have to direct or act yourself. It hurts. I can’t watch it. Understand that I will be more sad. I swerved at the alley and threw away the familiar past. You in the rear mirror are clearer than you in my mind. The distance between me is like skidding and the drift is far away, but it seems very close. The headlights flashed, which means I still care about being caught. I saw you getting into his car so carelessly (accidentally). Honking the horn twice means I will leave. Don’t worry, I understand this game. The sound of the roaring engine is your most annoying melody. It turns into a song through the city. Fantasia is recording like crazy while dazzlingly forgetting (forget forget forget forget) you lose your temper and slam the car door, the scent stays in the car I'm sorry if you want to leave you can close the door don't be too forceful Use the snack you said it's not for eating The ice cream melts the lie in you The beauty around me still keeps coming around without the windshield wipers

It's like memories started waving at me, the dashboard was spinning, wondering if I would understand, no matter how fast I go, I can't catch up with my promise. Roll down the window, listen to you, listen to your perfect excuse, turn up the music, let me, let me pretend to be touched, caring, you don't have to Self-directed and self-acted, it hurts. I can’t understand. I will be even sadder. Without the windshield wiper, I still keep turning around. Just like the memory starts to wave at me. The dashboard rotates. I wonder if I will understand. No matter how fast I go, I can’t catch up. The window rolls. Listen next, listen to you, listen to your perfect excuse, turn up the music, let me, let me pretend to be touched and considerate, you don’t have to direct and act yourself, heartache, I can’t understand, I will be even sadder

Jay Chou - Superman Can’t Fly

Lyricist: Jay Chou Composer: Jay Chou

My mother said don’t care too much about many things. It’s just that the sense of mission found me. I can’t sleep. If you need some skill in swearing, I will add some melody. You will think it’s great. My gun is not I know how to load ammunition (ammunition), so I can rest assured that no one will fall (people will fall). I don’t need a stand-in when I shoot Qingfengxia because confidence is the paint of my painting. The meaning behind the many things I do is far beyond your imagination. I make a TV series for the sake of friendship and ten years. No matter how high the ratings of my previous dream were, it would be difficult to compete with my great ideals because I don’t need another award in my life. I don’t know when I became a role model in society. How about I look like I can’t be bigger than my middle finger when photographed by the paparazzi? The lyrics you sing should have some culture, because they will be used as teaching materials at any time. Can CNN wait until the English is better before revisiting the cover of Time magazine? Like) There are many handprints and footprints on the ground at the Chinese Theater in Hollywood. When will you see my palms? If Superman can fly, let me stop in the air and look down at the world again. It will make me feel better. Saving the earth is so tiring. Although I am a little tired, I still don't ask if I've cried, because Superman can't shed tears and sing. He has to win Best Male Singer in a Movie, and he can't just win Best Newcomer. If you don't attend the award ceremony, it's rude. If you do, it means you care about winning the award. If you are moved to tears (cry), people will think you are exaggerated (pretentious). If you have no expression, others will say you are too arrogant. If you are born with this expression, they will even blame your mother (mother). In the end, it is others who win the prize for you. I also need to give you full applause and smile. The car you drive cannot be too good. The building you live in cannot be too high. Am I a singer-songwriter or a good person? Good deeds represent me. Once an album is released, it must be a champion. If a movie is made, it must be a hit. I can only say that I am a superman. It’s really hard. If Superman can fly (Superman can fly), then let me stop in the air (stop, stop). I’m so tired of saving the earth (the earth is so tired). Although I’m a little tired, I will still do it (I will still do it)

"Still Fantasy" (Xinli Boardman 2006.9)

Chapter 7 of Night

Sunshine Otaku

Lyricist: Fang Wenshan Composer: Jay Chou

The keys are hung on the belt and the wallet is inserted into the back pocket. The black-framed glasses have been used to wear suit pants at the beach for thousands of years. He doesn't care about me but wants to cry. He actually brings his own kettle when grilling meat. Use glue when writing letters, and bump into trees if you're not careful while walking. I don’t want to lose. No matter how hard it is, I decided to intervene in your life. Let us ride the sunshine and surf the sea to attract her attention. Don't be afraid to show your chest. Sweat a little. You have become a handsome man. Let us take advantage of the sunshine and look into the distance. Don’t be a passerby. Let the beauty lack oxygen and lean on your shoulder. I smile and hold an umbrella next to you. Oh, by the way, I feel sorry for girls. You have to wait for a date. Don’t be boring when telling jokes. Don't be too cold. Just be like me. Kiss the one you love deeply. Give a sweet nickname on the caller ID, and dress in a unique way. This is just the beginning. Next, you need to be able to play the piano, write songs, and play the nunchaku. You must have a clear mind and not be confused.

I want to completely transform you into a genetic recombination transformation

The Dandelion Promise

Lyricist: Fang Wenshan Composer: Jay Chou

The dandelions beside the primary school fence are memories There is a smelly scenery inside. The sound of cicadas coming from the nap playground is still good after all these years. I send my wish origami plane as a letter because we can’t wait for the shooting star. We seriously cast the coin that determines our fate, but we don’t know where we can go to grow up together. The promise is so clearly ticked, I believe that the promise to travel together is the only way you insist on now. Standing in the corridor and slapping our palms, we pay attention to the dragonfly by the window. Wherever I go, you follow me closely. Many dreams are waiting. We made a promise to grow up together so sincerely that I can’t stop talking to you about the past, but I can no longer tell whether you are friendship or missed love

Huo Yuanjia

Singer: Jay Chou Album: Huo Yuanjia (EP) I was frightened for a few rounds. I was waiting in the ring like life and death. What did I win? I sneered and said who was number one in the world. How could I stop fighting? Who is the strong one who has the right to dominate the martial arts world? The years in this small town have passed by, clear courage has washed away the memories. I remember that you were proud to live on. Hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho) The routines of the family boxing are flexible. Get through me, me, me, me, me, my fault, weakness, never belong to me, ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho we are, no one can hide from us

Sacrifice

Composer: Jay Chou Lyrics: Huang Weiwen

I don’t have the guts to worry about you. I don’t have the heart to see you and ask me. I can go there. As long as I show up, I’m afraid it will inconvenience you and embarrass you. You are my secret and I am your waste. My absence is not a loss for you tonight. I wish you a happy birthday. Today, my tears are almost disappearing from the earth. I will leave them to heaven to comfort you. You are my ex. Why do you have to listen to my barking if you don’t leave? There will be no next life in this life. Do you want me to make this poisonous oath? I would rather break up than be rude. Do I have to do my best to you? Even if my voice is hoarse, I still have to close my eyes. What qualifications do I have in this life to sacrifice myself

Give me time for a song

☆Music... The rain wet the sky and turned it gray You are very particular, you said you don’t understand why you are holding hands with me at this time, drying up in the sun, and being silent and regretful, even more impulsive. Even if I make a mistake this time, I am just afraid of missing it. Being together calls the dream apart, and it hurts. Is it true that the unfinished dream is the most painful

I can bear the consequences of getting lost. This last exit is only possible after loving. Can you give me the time to sing a song tightly? Turn that hug into my memory forever. You don’t have to be afraid of insomnia. If you want to forget, I can also lose my memory. Can you give me the time to sing a song and listen to the story at the end before saying goodbye? The tears you gave me will stay in the rainy day. Crossing the line you drew, I set the end point of my courage. You said I shouldn't. I shouldn’t have said I love you at this time. How can I prove that I don’t have the strength to lie? Please tell me. Does pausing count as giving up? I only have one day of memories. Rap/You said I shouldn’t have said I love you at this time. How can you prove that I don’t have the strength to tell you that I shouldn’t say I love you at this time? How can you prove that I don’t have the strength to lie? I only have one day of memories☆

☆Capricorn JVR☆ ☆ Lyrics/Music by Huang Junlang/JAY Arrangement/micheal Lin☆

☆Music... My dear, don’t be so scared that you close your eyes. Not everyone can exaggerate the clown’s tricks. Blue eye shadow, sad teardrops. Breathing knives, spitting fire, walking on stilts, playing the flute, falling down, and burning my eyebrows. I hahaha on purpose. You laughed happily. But in Death Poker, I only have one or two portraits. Look, look at my importance. Have you learned how to be happy like this? Are you going to continue to act stupid to you with clumsy and thrilling juggling? Forget all the sadness. Forget it. Listen to me. Take out your money and laugh. I can’t buy it. Ladies and gentlemen, come quickly. Come quickly. If you wait too long, you won’t be able to see the seats. I don’t have much left to take a picture with Uncle Jock. I’m just a humble clown doing some somersaults, just waiting for you to clap your hands. When the crowd disperses, no matter how hazy the night is, the moonlight will follow me. I’m not a lonely clown. You won’t stop after you laugh. You need to remember me. When the lights go out, the brightest thing in the starry sky is loneliness☆Music... When it rains, I hide

I'm crying secretly in the mask because I watched The Secret Magician I Can't Tell. I hate you for taking away my business. Don't forget that Batman is the box office champion because of me. Listen to me

☆花海Jay Chou☆

☆Cyrics/Gu Xiaoli Huang Lingjia Qu/Jay

☆Music.. All the flowers are still, the flowers are blooming in the distance, the clear love sky is depressed, but I like it more at that time. I don’t understand what it’s called. I love you, I like to stand on that window sill, you haven’t come back for a long time, the colorful time is stained with blankness, the tears you shed fade away, I don’t want you to leave, the distance can’t separate, the longing becomes the sea, outside the window, can’t come in. Forgive me for saying it’s too fast, love has become an obstacle in my hands. The kite flies too fast and can't come back. I don't want you to leave. The memories don't bloom. I owe you your love. I'm waiting for the comeback. The sky is still bright. She loves the sea. The love song is defeated. The love no longer exists. I am willing to wait again for this love. .

☆Preface to Lanting JaY ChOu☆

☆Magic Heroine JVR☆ ☆Ci/Fang Wenshan Qu/JAY☆

☆Music... Lanting's running script Like moving clouds and flowing water, the moon comes under the door, and the heart is as careful as your steps. It is easy to expand but it is difficult to expand the millennium monument. Your beautiful treasures and missing pages can be given to whom can I really give the flute to me? The fragrance never fades and the ink pad has an aftertaste. A stick of cinnabar uncovers who in the end, the mist and the wind and the moon. I am waiting for you to reply to the Xuan pen. I pouted the thousands of love words beside the case. How can I interpret them? No matter how I write, they are all wrong. I only lack your lifelong understanding. Rap /The preface of "Wuxuanfengyue", I am waiting for you to return to the Xuan pen, and I will hold the pen on the side of the case. How to interpret the thousand folds of love words, no matter how I write them, they are all wrong, but I only lack your lifelong understanding. There are thousands of love words on the shore, but they are all wrong no matter how I put them down. But I only lack the understanding of you all my life. The sound of love piano and clear songs are annihilated in the blink of an eye. I look back at the bluestone street and smile. You are graceful and hate the beauty. You shake the bronze mirror and sigh. Who makes you frown? Yan Nanfei's eyebrows are only left with the smell of rouge. Yan Nanfei turns around and puts on another piece of clothing, splashing tears and holding a handful of moonlight. His hands are dyed, recalling how he slept and how he regrets his thoughts. He embroidered shoes and needles. If a flower complains about a butterfly, who will you complain about? The preface is waiting for you to reply to the Xuan pen. I pouted the thousands of love words on the side of the case. How can I interpret them? No matter how I put them down, they are all wrong. I only lack your lifelong understanding. The mist, the wind and the moon, I wrote the preface. I am waiting for you to reply. I have no shame and no fear of the right and wrong in the world. The rain hits the banana leaves again. Xiaoxiao, how many nights have I waited for the spring thunder to remind you who you love☆...

Jay Chou - The promised happiness

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan Music: Jay Chou

Your paintings are messy. At this moment, I think of the white doves beside the fountain. The sweetness is scattered. The emotions are inexplicably pulled. I still love you. And you sing songs intermittently, pretending that nothing is wrong. Time has passed and love is faced with choices. You are cold and tired. I cried about my unhappiness when I left. You wrote it in your hand on a card. Some love is only given until this really hurts. What happened? You were tired and promised happiness. I understand and don’t say it. Love has faded and dreams are far away. Happiness and unhappiness are the same. When I count you in detail, I will never let you go. The feeling of loving me is too profound. I still remember the happiness you promised me without waiting. I was wrong. My tears have dried and I let you go. I regret it. It is just a music box of memories. How can I stop it from spinning? Your reply is messy, and at this moment I think of the white doves beside the fountain that were scattered sweetly

☆Snake Dance JaY ChOu☆

☆Capricorn JVR☆ ☆Lyrics/Music by Huang Junlang /JAY Arranger/Huang Yudong☆

☆Music... The Nile River quietly flows through the papyrus and winds like an emotionless gauze robe. After you put it on, you turned around and danced for me in loneliness. The dance of the earth, an exclamation point, at dusk, the clouds on the pyramids are burning, the shadows under the sphinx are burning on the portentous steps, the dust of the centuries has accumulated in our country, and no one can escape from the old understanding in the dog-eared parchment. Don't let go of the troubles on the scale, you smile slightly, go barefoot and twist your waist, carve out a beautiful symbol towards fate, come to find me, you can't find me, your lost eyes (those lost eyes can't find me), follow me Seduced by me, all the gods are bewitched (All gods are bewitched, be seduced by me) Say you love me, love me or not, your king's silence (That king's silence, love me or not) Look at me, be seduced by me Your soul belongs to me (your soul belongs to me and is seduced by me)

☆ Mr. Magic JaY ChOu☆

Bai/Jay, your music makes me want to do magic. I just happened to tell you that I learned a super powerful magic trick. Do you want to learn it and see if you are really listening? Are you? I am telling you that it is very simple. I gently hold your nose with my left hand and then pass it through you with my right hand. What I just said about my left hand is that it may be more comfortable to play music. Slow down a little. Then I found a mirror and looked up. You turned into an elephant. You raised your hand. You raised your head and you said choose me. Choose me. My hand is locked. You broke away again and you still looked confused. I blew my hand and loosened my hand. The coin disappeared. I bowed and the applause was fierce.

The hands intertwined and lightly touched the ring. The hands moved and moved, giving the audience a dream. There was a smile in the surprise. The hand was wearing a poster but instead of picking up a burger, he took out a cowboy hat. You would never guess that whenever I perform the human body floating on stage, you secretly hide behind the stage. Eat my puffs, wait for the white dove to fly out, and then express my love clearly. Read you, read you, read what is on your mind. I use the classical card-forcing method. My techniques are exquisite. Elm's posture is 100%. Who said you are in love? Don't look for me as a magician. No need to explain, so he is a clown and I am a master

☆Wandering Poet Jay ChOu☆

☆Capricorn JVR☆

☆Music...

The fence on the seaside is babbling. The wind keeps blowing. I am like a branch that helps you filter the wind and sand. The jet lag on the wall is ticking. I am still thinking about her. We all prefer her long hair. Gary, you take the train and come back. I am like a swallow. When it rains, we hide under the eaves and are afraid of the cold. Write a letter. Whose name does Xisha Xisha write? You tell me her story and listen to the echo from the distance. We walk in the wind and play the piano. Our life is because she starts to take it seriously. Her eyes are like a green landscape for us. The more I sing, the deeper my feelings become ☆. . .