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Composer: Jay Chou Lyrics: Fong Wen Shan The sparrows outside the window are talking a lot on the poles You said that this line has the feeling of summer The pencil in your hand goes back and forth on the paper I use a few lines of words to describe who you are to me The taste of the okonomiyaki The cat and you want to know The fragrance of the first love has been recovered by us in this way The warmth of the sunlight is like freshly picked fresh strawberries You said that you could not bear to eat this kind of feeling It has rained the whole night and my love has overflowed like the rain The leaves in the yard are thick with my thoughts A few words of right and wrong can't cool down my passion You appeared in each of my poems. The leaves in the yard are thick with my thoughts even a few words of right and wrong can't cool down my passion you're on every page of my poem all night long my love overflows like rain it rains all night long butterflies on the window sill are like beautiful chapters in the poem I'll go on to write that I'll always love you at the end of the poem you're the only thing I want to know the full ears of rice are happy for the season your cheeks look like ripe tomatoes in the field you're the one who suddenly said to me that the scent of seven-lipped incense was back to me Suddenly, you told me that the name "Seven Miles" was beautiful, but now I just want to kiss your stubborn mouth. The Dance of Spring and Autumn Lyrics: Fong Man Shan Composer: Jay Chou Arranger: Zhong and Min In that chaotic era, the court was corrupt, and the East Han Dynasty collapsed overnight, and the map of the Eastern Han Dynasty was cut into three pieces, so that the three kingdoms' history was divided into three parts. Fortunately, I have a time machine and I thank you, the demons are returning to hell, the rebels are attacking like wildfire, and my senses are almost out of my body. Fortunately, I have a time machine and I thank you, the lords of Cao and Wei are here, the Shu and Han are full of talent, and the generals of the Wu are strange, the seven stars are strewn together, and Zhu Geliang's destiny will not be fulfilled, and all these things have been written in the books, not that I'm making them up, but I'm waiting until the sky is white, and then I'll come back to you, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Forget about the Yellow Turban Turban Trolls, don't argue! If you want to eat, go to the Emperor! Yellow Turban Turban Trolls, don't argue! If you want to eat, go to the Emperor! My Place Singer: Jay Chou Album: Seven Miles Lyrics: Fong Wen Shan Song: Jay Chou In my place, you have to listen to me and harvest the music to find joy in listening to the music and start to carve out my own personal identity. The future is unpredictable insist on the present choice in my territory here you have to listen to me the rhythm beckons me to make out with the street dance I irrigate the principle of cultivating a unique conception of the concept of failing all the other garbage with the attitude of expanding the territory in the end what does it mean how is it all about the square of the pigeons occupying the front page of the newspaper a brand new interpretation of the title about the city about a kind of study exams and the skills of the young to be able to have the traffic signs of the dynamic band in the end how many meters away from me I say Teacher am I really ignorant listen to my raps and enjoy the way I fight I stand in the classroom practicing boxing the way you look the same line of the little girl next door it takes courage to perform in public others play online games I'm playing monkey games I'm practicing my Xingyi Monkey Fist to get your attention if you think it's interesting don't be stingy with a gesture of goodwill youth is a clean, pure white like the windows of the green field I'm opening up the door of my memories and writing down all that's going on The piano kids are playing future history with their fingers l'm transmitting Chinese text on my cell phone The speed of the transmission will definitely make you give me a big thumbs up Life shouldn't have formulas l can dance ballet casually l let go of my hands and be still like a swan pivoting on its toes lt's possible to be naive and say love even in this age of fast food Excuse me l'm flipping through our photographs and thinking of us lt's so sweet to watch your crying face laughed so hard last winter l was so happy to see you cry Last winter, we laughed so sweetly, looking at your crying face, saying goodbye to me, it was too late to hear you, you've already gone far away, maybe you've already given up on me, maybe it's already hard to turn back, I know I've made a mistake, please give me another reason to say that you don't love me, even if I don't understand, can you forgive me, please don't take breaking up as a plea, I know that insisting on going away is an excuse to get hurt, please turn back, I'll be there with you till the end, even if it doesn't work out, I'll be able to bear it, I know. Your pain is a promise I made You said you gave me indulgence Silence is because of tolerance If you're leaving, please remember me If you're sad, please forget me Back off, Jay! The sky is gray as if I've cried Since I left you, I haven't been freer Sour air sniffs out our distance A heartbreaking ending that's like a breath of fresh air A yellowed diary in the drawer Dries up my memories That smile is the summer Your past and ours are forgotten in clockwise motion After the lack of oxygen, love is superfluous Careless tears are redundant I know you're a good person, and I know you're not. I know we're not at fault, we just forgot how to step back, we swore a promise, but it's empty, I know we're not at fault, it's just better to let go, the most beautiful love, to be continued, to be continued, to be continued, to be continued, to be continued, to be continued, in the chrysanthemum table, your tears are soft and hurt, a bleak white moon curves, and fixes the past, the night is too long, and it freezes with frost, and who is in despair in the attic? The faraway place turned into a wisp of incense The wind drifted away from your appearance The chrysanthemums burned brilliantly Your smile has been yellowed The flowers have fallen and broken my heart is still lying by the wind is also slightly shaken Your shadow can not be cut and left me alone in the lake sad ☆ Lyrics provided by:☆ Re-Xing The flowers have been hurt after the drift down the splendor of the fading city road on the medieval unbearable The hand touched the lonely woodcutter sadness heart split in half He has been unable to get on the love of a lifetime shake Whose rivers and mountains hoofs sound panicked I am all dressed in military uniforms whistling Changsheng You sighed softly as the day dawned, and the melancholy of the night was so gentle. The chrysanthemums burned brightly, your smile was yellowed, the flowers fell, my heart was broken, and I lay still, shaken by the wind, and your shadow could not be cut, leaving me alone in the lake. The chrysanthemums burned brightly, your smile was yellowed, the flowers fell, my heart was broken, and I lay still, shaken by the wind, and your shadow could not be cut, leaving me alone in the lake. I kicked a bunch of red gourd candies, I punched away a scene of memories scattered in the moonlight, a piece of old ginger, a piece of old time, I'll give you an autographed photo to take to your imagination, I say, a screen should keep out the frost, a roof should keep out the moonlight, a jianghu should open up a window, a plain drama should be played, I don't shake, I don't stagger, I don't get bored or panicky, I put on my kung fu outfit, I don't sell tofu, I learnt it from martial arts school, that's called kung fu, Kung Fu. Can you give me time to sing a song and tighten that embrace for eternity in my arms you don't have to be afraid of losing sleep if you want to forget I can also lose my memory can you give me time to sing a song and hear the story to the end before you say goodbye the tears that you sent me let them stay on the rainy day over the line you drew I set the end of the line of courage the rain drenched the sky and ruined it so carefully you say you don't understand why you hold hands at this time I'm drying up the silence and regretting the impulse to hold hands even if it's just a mistake The sun dries up the silence, the regret is impulsive, even if it's a mistake, it's just a fear of missing out, being together is called a dream, being apart is called pain, isn't it true that unfinished dreams hurt the most, the consequences of getting lost, I can bear the consequences, this last exit, is only available after love has passed through, can you give me the time to sing a song, tighten that embrace into eternity, and in my embrace, you don't need to be afraid of sleeplessness, oh, if you want to forget me, I can forget too, can you give me the time to sing a song, and listen to the story to its end, before saying goodbye, the tears you sent me, letting it stay on the rainy day. The tears you sent me, let them stay in the rainy day Oh, over the line you drew, I set the end of my courage You said I shouldn't have, shouldn't have, shouldn't have said I love you at this time How can I prove that I don't have the strength to lie Oh, please tell me if a pause counts as a give-up I've only got one day's worth of memories Can you give me time to sing a song, tighten that embrace to make it last forever, and in my arms don't be afraid of insomnia Oh, if you want to forget me, I can lose my memory, can you give me time to sing a song, and hear the story to the end? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.