Singer: Vow Album: My Vow
When the moonlight falls on my face
I think I'm about to change my face
There's a soup called Tearaway Soup
Drinking it has magical powers
Close your eyes and see paradise
That's the place that hides your laughter
I've dodged countless hunter's guns
Chased away the sadness that crawls out of the grave
For you, I became a werewolf
For you, I contracted insanity
For you, I put on a thick disguise
For you, I changed my heart
Will we ever meet again
I've been begging the Buddha for thousands of years
I'm willing to spend thousands of years of my life on the world.
Willing to exchange several lifetimes for our one love affair
Hoping to touch the heavens
Can we still can we meet again
I have been begging in front of the Buddha for thousands of years
When I am before stepping over this bridge of Naihe
Let me kiss your face one more time
Let me kiss your face one more time
Songs: Chinese Words
Singer: s.h.e Album: play
Print Preview Song:Zheng Nan Lyrics:Zheng Nan Shi Rencheng
Bianlian is wide and the bench is long
Bianlian wants to be tied to the bench
Bianlian is wide and the bench is long
Bianlian wants to be tied to the bench
Marilyn in London bought a cheongsam as a gift for her mom
Moscow's Vladimir Vyshkovsky fell in love with beef noodles
All colors of skin, all colors of hair
The Chinese language is beginning to catch on in the mouth
For years we have been practicing our English pronunciation and grammar
In the past few years it's been their turn to roll their tongues around and learn how to say the word "Ping" in the same way as "Pingping" in the same language
For years we've been practicing our English pronunciation and grammar
In the last few years they have been rolling their tongues to learn the change of the word "Ping" in the same language.
The flat stretcher is wide and the bench is long
The flat stretcher wants to be tied to the bench
The bench won't let the flat stretcher be tied to the bench
The flat stretcher wants to be tied to the bench
The bench won't let the flat stretcher be tied to the bench
Whether the flat stretcher is wide or the bench is long
Brother and sister sit in front of the slope
Brother and sister sit in front of the slope
Brother and sister sit in front of the slope
Brother and sister sit in front of the bench
A goose lies on the slope
A river flows under the slope
Brother says a wide river
Brother says a white goose
Goose wants to cross the river River wants to cross the goose
I don't know if the goose will cross the river
Or the river will cross the goose
The whole world learns Chinese
Confucius's words are becoming more and more international.
The whole world speaks Chinese
What we say makes the world listen
Suzanne opened a Zen lounge bar in New York
Wolfgang from Berlin plays the huqin with an electric guitar
All colors of skin, all colors of hair
What we say and what we say is starting to sound Chinese
How many years have we been practicing our English?
Turned around and saw a hawk catching a rabbit
Put down the cloth and put down the vinegar
Going after the hawk and the rabbit
The hawk flew and the rabbit ran away
Spilling vinegar and wetting the cloth
Mouth talking about legs and legs talking about mouth
Lips talking about legs and legs running
Legs talking about legs and legs selling their mouths
All mouth and no legs
All legs and no mouth
It is better to have no legs than no legs.
It's better not to have legs and a mouth
Is that mouth talking about the legs or the legs talking about the mouth
The whole world is learning Chinese
The words of Confucius are becoming more and more internationalized
The whole world is speaking Chinese
We speak in such a way that the world takes us seriously
The whole world is learning Chinese
Words of Confucius The world is becoming more and more internationalized
The whole world is speaking Chinese
What we say makes the world listen carefully
Song: My Place
Singer: Jay Chou Album: Seven Miles
In my place you have to listen to me
Harvesting the music to find happiness through listening
Starting to carve out my own personal identity
The future is unpredictable, so stick to the present
On my turf, you'll have to listen to me
The beats are provoking me to make out with the street
I'm irrigating the principle of fostering a sense of uniqueness
Ideas that fail, and the rest is garbage
Expanding the turf with an attitude, what the heck is going on here
Doves are taking over the plaza. The front page of the newspaper
A whole new interpretation of the title about the city
About a kind of studying for exams and what you should be able to do when you're young
How many meters away from me is the traffic signals of the Mobility Zone
I said to the teacher am I really ignorant
Listening to me reading rap lyrics and admiring the way I punch
I'm standing in a classroom I'm practicing the way you look in the same lines
It takes courage for the little girl next door to perform in public
It takes courage for others to play online games and for me to play monkey games
I'm practicing with my Xingyi Monkeyish Fist
If you find it amusing
Don't be stingy with the gesture of goodwill
Youth is a clean, pure white color
Like a green field outside the window again.
I open the door to my memory
Jotting down everything that happened
That piano children are playing future history with their fingers
Playing Chinese text on my cell phone
The speed of that transmission will definitely make you give me a big thumbs up
Life shouldn't have formulasI can do ballet at my leisure
The light
Let go of your hands and be still
Like a swan on your toes
In this age of fast food, you can still be na?ve and talk about love
Song: Chrysanthemum Terrace
Singer: Jay Chou Album: Still Vantage Point
Your tears are soft and hurtful
The white moon bends and hooks up with the past
The night is too long to be condensed into a frost
The night is too long to be condensed into a frost.
Who despairs coldly in the attic
The rain gently flicks the vermilion window
My whole life on paper is blown by the wind
Dreams are turned into a wisp of incense in a faraway place
Your appearance drifts in the wind
The chrysanthemum is broken, full of wounds
Your smile is already yellowed
Flowering breaks the heart of people and my heart is lying still.
The north wind is chaotic and the night is still young
Your shadow can't be cut
Leaving me alone on the lake in pairs
Flowers have fallen splendidly towards the evening
The fate of the world is unbearable in a fading world
Worrying about crossing the river in autumn, my heart is broken into two halves
Fear that you won't be able to get to the shore for the rest of your life is shaking
Whose rivers and mountains are in a frenzy of hoof beats
I'm all dressed up in my military attire, and I'm whistling in the wind
The sky is slightly light, and you're sighing softly
A night of melancholy is so euphemistic
The chrysanthemums have been left broken and wounded all over the place
Your smile is already yellowed
Flower fall has broken my heart, I'm lying quietly
North winds are messy, and the night is still young
You can't keep cutting the shadows
I'm left alone on the lake. The lake is in pairs
The chrysanthemums are broken
Your smile is yellow
The flowers are broken and my heart lies still
The wind is blowing in the north and the night is not yet over
Your shadow cannot be cut out
Leaving me alone in pairs on the lake
It's not easy to be alone in pairs on the lake.