Word: Fang Gang
Song: Jay Chou
Lanting Lintie runs like running water.
Under the moon, the door is as thin as your steps.
Rushed into the Yi Tuo Millennium Monument
But it's hard to expand your beauty
Who can I really give the original to?
How many courses do flute and yellow wine have?
The afterglow of the sunset is as intoxicated as your shyness.
The copy is easy to write, but the ink is not returned.
Leave a aftertaste for you.
Who made a line of cinnabar rings?
It has nothing to do with romance. My preface is waiting for your reply.
Hanging a pen is necessary, there are thousands of waves on the shore.
It is wrong to put pen to paper.
And I am the only one who lacks your lifelong understanding.
It has nothing to do with romance. My preface is waiting for your reply.
Hanging a pen is a must. There are thousands of waves on the coast.
It is wrong to put pen to paper.
And I am the only one who lacks your lifelong understanding.
It has nothing to do with romance. My preface is waiting for your reply.
Hanging a pen is a must. There are thousands of waves on the coast.
It is wrong to put pen to paper.
And I am the only one who lacks your lifelong understanding.
With a flick of a finger, the whole city disappeared in an instant.
Looking back at Qingshiban Street, I smile at you gracefully.
Do you hate it? Shake your head and sigh.
Who made you frown?
The boudoir, on the other hand, smells like rouge.
People fly to the south and turn around to see your tears.
How to sleep with a handful of memories in your hand?
Why worry about sewing embroidered shoes?
Needle-needle resentment
If flowers blame butterflies, who will you blame?
It has nothing to do with romance. My preface is waiting for your reply.
Hanging a pen is necessary, there are thousands of waves on the shore.
It is wrong to put pen to paper.
And I am the only one who lacks your lifelong understanding.
It has nothing to do with romance. My preface is waiting for your reply.
Calligraphy is innocent and fearless of human right and wrong.
For several nights in a row, rain fell on banana leaves.
I'm waiting for Chun Lei to remind you who you love.
Jay Chou-Blue and White Porcelain
Words: Fang Gang Music: Jay Chou Album: "I'm Busy"
The embryo outlines the blue-and-white brush strokes that turn from thick to light.
The peony depicted on the bottle is like your first makeup.
I know Ran Ran sandalwood through the window.
The pen on the rice paper is half here.
Glaze color rendering the charm of female figure is hidden.
You smile like a bud.
Your beauty has gone where I can't go.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
Smoke from stoves spans thousands of miles of rivers.
At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li imitated the elegance of the previous dynasty.
Think of it as the foreshadowing of meeting you.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
The moonlight was salvaged, dizzy.
Like blue-and-white porcelain handed down from ancient times, you are as beautiful as a fairy, with a beautiful smile.
Koi fish, with white flowers and blue color, jumped to the bottom of the bowl.
I miss you when I copy my signature.
The secret you hid in the kiln for thousands of years.
Very delicate, like an embroidery needle landing.
Outside the curtain, plantains cause showers and knockers cause verdigris.
I passed by that small town in the south of the Yangtze River and made you angry.
In splash-ink landscape painting, you are hidden in the depths of ink.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
Smoke from stoves spans thousands of miles of rivers.
At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li imitated the elegance of the previous dynasty.
Think of it as the foreshadowing of meeting you.
The sky is blue, I am waiting for you.
The moonlight was salvaged, dizzy.
Like blue-and-white porcelain handed down from ancient times, you are as beautiful as a fairy, with a beautiful smile.
The rain outside the banana curtain is urgent,
Blue and white porcelain looks very old.
Those ecstatic people just left.