Lyrics:
Your touch is like a brush stroke, and you keep the color in my skin.
Your caress is like drawing the color of my skin with a brush.
Deep blue and pearl white glow like porcelain.
You are as beautiful as blue and white porcelain handed down from ancient times.
When I stare through the window, I am locked in.
Staring at Ran Ran sandalwood through the window, I know what I'm thinking.
I look forward to seeing you again.
I cherish time just to see you again.
Wealth can't accommodate beauty like you.
Your beauty seems to drift away and go where I can't go.
However, its clouds still block your light, so your petals fall.
You smile like a bud.
I remember your flower kiss, and now I only see it in the frame.
In my memory, it seems that your sweet kiss can only be seen on drawing paper.
When I was waiting for you, the sky cried blue.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
The fire burning in my heart is white and real.
The white light and shadow were inexplicably lit in my heart.
A thousand miles away, smoke rises on both sides.
Smoke billowed from kitchen chimneys, leaving Wan Li for thousands of years.
I see your shadow.
You are hidden in the depths of ink.
When I walked towards you, the sky was still dark.
The sky is still dark as ink, and I walk to you alone.
The white moonlight guides us, and the morning dew fields.
Moonlight salvage, the ending is dizzy.
Our world is greener on the other side of freedom.
Just like in another free world.
Time is calling.
Time flies like water, but it is like a song.
Perfection is locked behind this glaze and untouched.
The secret hidden in the kiln for thousands of years naturally fell from the lock.
The shiny white keeps its shape so gracefully.
White light appears at the bottom of the bowl.
Beautiful blue skins are intertwined, keeping its secret tightly.
Clear blue is intertwined with wrong secrets.
All its mysteries are covered up.
All the mysteries will be hidden at the bottom of the porcelain.
These eyes have only one idea, for both of us.
Eyes and sincerity are for you and me.
My present, past and future depend on you.
My fate depends entirely on you.
Although the ink has faded.
Even if the ink fades.
Its art and significance still exist.
It is still an ancient work of art
When I was waiting for you, the sky cried blue.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
The fire burning in my heart is white and real.
The white light and shadow were inexplicably lit in my heart.
A thousand miles away, smoke rises on both sides.
Smoke billowed from kitchen chimneys, leaving Wan Li for thousands of years.
I see your shadow.
You are hidden in the depths of ink.
When I walked towards you, the sky was still dark.
The sky is still dark as ink, and I walk to you alone.
The white moonlight guides us, and the morning dew fields.
Moonlight salvage, the ending is dizzy.
Our world is greener on the other side of freedom.
Just like in another free world.
Time is calling.
Time flies like water, but it is like a song.
When I was waiting for you, the sky cried blue.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
The fire burning in my heart is white and real.
The white light and shadow were inexplicably lit in my heart.
Our world is greener on the other side of freedom.
Just like in another free world.
Time is calling.
Time flies like water, but it is like a song.
Extended data:
Blue and white porcelain was adapted from a song of the same name by New Zealand pop singer Luo Yiheng in Jay Chou and released on 20 15 10 17.
Blue and white porcelain score:
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