The following are the lyrics of some classic and famous Chinese songs in 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 kitchen chimneys spans thousands of miles across the river.
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 kitchen chimneys spans thousands of miles across the river.
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.
Fireworks get cold easily.
Lyrics: Fang Gang
Composer: Jay Chou
Arranged by Huang Yuxun
The bustling sound broke into an empty door and destroyed the world.
Cold dreams, a few books in life.
If the default is life and death, etc.
Waiting for the cycle of annual rings.
How many floors has this pagoda broken? Whose soul did it hurt?
The pain went straight to the door and a broken lamp collapsed.
Let me wait for the turn of history.
Waiting for the wine to be mellow, waiting for you to play a guzheng.
There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.
I heard that you are always alone.
The mottled gate is covered with old roots.
What echoes on the slate is waiting.
There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.
I heard that you are still guarding this lonely city.
The rural flute in the suburbs fell on that Nomura tree.
Fate takes root, it's us.
Listening to the laughter of youth, I envy many people
That history is too tender to write.
Fireworks are easy to cool and people are easy to separate.
And you asked me if I was serious.
A thousand years later, who is waiting?
And how can the history of the Qing Dynasty be untrue?
If you are experiencing a past life.
Follow the world of mortals and my wandering life.
There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.
I heard that you are always alone.
The mottled gate is covered with old roots.
What echoes on the slate is waiting.
There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.
I heard that you are still guarding this lonely city.
The rural flute in the suburbs fell on that Nomura tree.
Fate takes root, it's us.
There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.
I heard that you are always alone.
The mottled gate is covered with old roots.
What echoes on the slate is waiting.
After a storm comes a calm, the vegetation in my hometown is deep.
I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.
The rural flute in the suburbs fell on that Nomura tree.
Fate takes root, it's us.
Fate takes root, it's us.
THE TEMPLE OF JIALAN Temple listens to the rain and looks forward to eternity.
Preface of the Orchid Pavilion
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.
Thousands of miles away
Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
Arranger: Lin Maike Producer: Jay Chou
The eaves are like cliffs.
Wind chimes are like the sea.
I'll wait for Yan to come back.
The time has been arranged
Stage an accident
You walk away quietly.
The story is outside the city.
The dense fog will not dissipate.
Can't see the dialogue clearly
You can't hear me.
There is no wind.
I feel it.
Who woke up on the windowsill?
Open the ending
A future as thin as cicada's wings
Who can't stand it?
I'll walk you away.
Thousands of miles away
You are silent, black and white.
Silent age
Maybe not.
Love is too far away
I'll walk you away.
Beyond the horizon
Are you still there?
Where did the piano sound come from?
Life and death are hard to guess.
Wait all your life.
Dressed in glass white
Transparent and dusty
Your perfect love
You came from the rain.
Poetic sadness
I'm wet now
Furong shuimiancai
The shadow of the ship is still there.
You didn't come back
Be covered by years
You said the flowers are blooming.
The past is blank.
awake from a dream
Who is on the windowsill?
Open the ending
A future as thin as cicada's wings
Who can't stand it?
I'll walk you away.
Thousands of miles away
You are silent, black and white.
Silent age
Maybe not.
Love is too far away
I'll walk you away.
Beyond the horizon
Are you still there?
Where did the piano sound come from?
Life and death are hard to guess.
Through life
I'll walk you away.
Thousands of miles away
You are silent, black and white.
Silent age
Maybe not.
Love is too far away
I'll walk you away.
Beyond the horizon
Are you still there?
Where did the piano sound come from?
Life and death are hard to guess.
Wait all your life.
Chrysanthemum terrace
Word: Fang Gang
Song: Jay Chou
Album: Still Fan Texi.
Your tears are fragile and hurt
The pale moon bent down to catch the past.
The night is too long to freeze into frost.
Who is cold and desperate in the attic?
The rain sighed softly at the scarlet window.
I leaned against the paper and was blown by the wind.
Dreams become a wisp of incense in the distance.
Drift your face with the wind.
Chrysanthemums burn brilliantly.
Your smile turned yellow.
My heart is broken and my heart is lying quietly.
Blown by the wind
Your shadow has been cutting.
Leave me alone on the lake.
The flowers have fallen brilliantly after the injury.
The withered market is in the dark.
Touch the firewood and worry about splitting it in half.
He can't be in love all his life and waver all his life.
Whose hooves rattle?
My uniform roared through the vicissitudes of life
The sky is slightly bright, and you sigh gently.
A night of melancholy is so euphemistic.
The chrysanthemums are burning, and your smile turns yellow.
My heart is broken and my heart is lying quietly.
Blown by the wind
Your shadow has been cutting.
Leave me alone on the lake.
The chrysanthemums are burning, and your smile turns yellow.
My heart is broken and my heart is lying quietly.
Blown by the wind
Your shadow has been cutting.
Leave me alone on the lake.
Hair like snow.
Song: Jay Chou
Word: Fang Gang
Langya Yueyi people are haggard.
I drank the snow in the cup.
Who knocked over the old cupboard and caused the dust?
How many times have you been reincarnated Can't call back the eyebrows and cry.
Even if history has turned to dust, I can't love it.
Prosperous as three thousand east flowing water.
I only take a spoonful and love butterflies who only know your avatar.
You are as beautiful as snow. Who was touched by my burning incense when I left?
Invite the bright moon, make memories bright, and make love perfect in the moonlight.
You shed tears like snow.
Who am I waiting for to get old?
Red dust drunk years
I will engrave the monument of loving you forever without any regrets.
(Reading and singing)
You are as beautiful as snow. Who was touched by my burning incense when I left?
Invite the bright moon to make the memories bright.
Love is perfect in the moonlight.
You shed tears like snow.
Who am I waiting for to get old?
Red dust drunk years
I drank my cup and snow.
Who knocked over the old cupboard and caused the dust?
How many times have you been reincarnated Can't call back the eyebrows and cry.
Even if history has turned to dust, I can't love it.
Prosperous as three thousand flowing water, I only take a spoonful of butterflies that only love and understand your incarnation.
You are as beautiful as snow. Who was touched by my burning incense when I left?
Invite the bright moon, make memories bright, and make love perfect in the moonlight.
You shed tears like snow, and I am waiting for an old man.
Red dust drunk years
I will engrave the monument of loving you forever without any regrets.
(Reading and singing)
You are as beautiful as snow. Who was touched by my burning incense when I left?
Invite the bright moon, make memories bright, and make love perfect in the moonlight.
You shed tears like snow, and I am waiting for an old man.
Red dust drunk years
You are as beautiful as snow. Who was touched by my burning incense when I left?
Invite the bright moon to make the memories bright.
Love is perfect in the moonlight.
You shed tears like snow, and I am waiting for an old man.
In the drunken years of the world of mortals, I carved a monument to love you forever without regret.
La la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la.
The bronze mirror reflects innocence and wears a ponytail. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
La la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la.
The bronze mirror reflects innocence and wears a ponytail. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
Give a straight answer.
Word: Fang Gang
Song: Jay Chou
A sad lamp stands alone in front of the window, and I am behind the door.
Pretending not to have been to the old place is lonelier than revisiting it.
The candlelight waking up in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me for drifting in the pot.
It's hard to get into the throat when wandering. After you left, the wine was warm and the memories were light.
The water flows eastward. How could time steal flowers and mature once, but I missed it?
Who plays a straight answer on the pipa?
The years when the wall peeled off when I was a child.
I still remember that we were very young that year, and now the sound of the piano is faint.
You haven't heard of my waiting.
Who will play an answer directly on the pipa again?
Maple leaves dyed the story, and I saw through the ending.
I'll take you across the old road outside the fence.
Even breaking up is silent in the years without grass.
A sad lamp stands alone in front of the window, and I am behind the door.
Pretending not to have been to the old place is lonelier than revisiting it.
The candlelight waking up in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me for drifting in the pot.
It's hard to get into the throat when wandering. After you left, the wine was warm and the memories were light.
The water flows eastward. How could time steal flowers and mature once, but I missed it?
Who plays a straight answer on the pipa?
The years when the wall peeled off when I was a child.
I still remember that we were very young that year, and now the sound of the piano is faint.
You haven't heard of my waiting.
Who will play an answer directly on the pipa again?
Maple leaves dyed the story, and I saw through the ending.
I'll take you across the old road outside the fence.
Even breaking up is silent in the years without grass.
form of address for one's wife
Album: Jay Chou
Word: Fang Gang
Song: Jay Chou
(rap)
Address for a wife
The lady still breaks a willow tree every day.
There you are.
Wait for me silently at the creek outside the village.
Address for a wife
Or fold a willow tree every day.
There you are.
Waiting silently by the stream outside the village.
Address for a wife
A pot of good wine, a bowl of hot porridge, and a few pounds of beef.
I said, is three taels of silver enough for the bartender?
The scenery is autumn, and yellow sand flies all over the sky.
There are many people in the inn in Saibei.
Is the grass thinner than my horse?
The world has seen through the ebb and flow of rivers and lakes. What grievances and faults are there?
It's still sad after many years.
one's heart is broken
Madam, she is waiting for me in Jiangnan.
Tears and silence
The lady still breaks a willow tree every day.
At the estuary outside the village
Waiting for me silently.
My parents in my hometown have already aged their outlines.
Lady, I owe you so much.
A pot of good wine, a bowl of hot porridge, and a few pounds of beef.
I said, is three taels of silver enough for the bartender?
The scenery is autumn, and yellow sand flies all over the sky.
There are many people in the inn in Saibei.
Is the grass thinner than my horse?
The end of the world is covered with wind and frost.
I am lonely and afraid of my hometown.
Acacia sends red beans Acacia sends red beans.
Drifting helplessly in the sea of people
one's heart is broken
Madam, she is waiting for me in Jiangnan.
Tears and silence
Grandpa's tea
Word: Fan Qu: Jay Chou Arranged: Lin Maike
The mountain spring winds on the surface.
I had a childish face a long time ago.
The spring water seeped into the crack, and Grandpa Yan planted camphor tree seedlings on it.
I still remember a rainy day that year.
When I was seven years old, I hid under the eaves, but I always wanted to play on the swing.
Grandpa smoked a cigarette and said that Lu Yu had written three volumes of tea classics of the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years.
The other day, I looked up words in the dictionary to describe some distant things.
Does the horizon cross the cape? I didn't know it was a waste of time until I was nine years old.
This coffee table has 23 rings on the cross section of camphor tree.
The other side of the camera jumps over my mature face.
After these years, grandpa's hand cocoon will spread in the water.
Grandpa's tea has a taste called home.
I can't find fault with its taste. Not bad. )
Lu Yu didn't take the tea he made, because he heard that it was very famous and profitable.
He travels around the world with a thin horse.
Grandpa's tea has a taste called home.
He has white hair and is not allowed to talk while drinking tea.
Lu Yu's tea is like a splash-ink landscape painting.
(The Millennium sandstorm in the Tang Dynasty is still blowing)
La la ~ la la la la ~
La la ~ la la ~ la la ~
La la ~ la la ~ la la ~
La la ~ la la ~ la la ~
Dance together in spring and autumn
Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
In that chaotic era, the imperial court was too corrupt, and man-made disasters and natural disasters occurred. The Eastern Han Dynasty collapsed and declined overnight. The map of Kyushu was cut into three parts to look at the history of the Three Kingdoms. I want to go and have a look. I’ll be right back. * * * * * * * * * * swords and clubs. I'm just saying that there is such an exaggerated time machine traveling through time and space. * I'm arrogant. What if I go back? To tell you the truth, I'm a little nervous. I stood at the end of the snow and walked slowly towards the Central Plains. There are sporadic villages in front of Chang 'an. I looked at the sky in a flurry. When the Big Dipper fell to the horizon, the hero appeared like a ghost. Bah, I refuse to obey anyone. I am a turtle. You are a turtle. La la la la la la la. The monster beast disturbed the human order. Blood poured in like waves. There are few sequels in my life. Demons began to return to hell. The rebels attacked the five senses like wildfire and almost left the body. Fortunately, there is a time machine. Thank you, Cao Wei. Shu and Han talented people come forth in large numbers. Wu Dongbing resented the Seven Stars and dispersed Zhuge Liang's fortune. These books are all recorded. I'm not talking about this. I'll tell you when the east is a fish-belly grey. Hey, there is a knife in his mouth, telling a story of a thousand years' enmity. I bent down in the cycle of history and turned around to forget the yellow scarf thief. Don't quarrel with my grandmother and water. Drop the knife. If you want to eat, go to the emperor's master and beg for the yellow turban insurrectionary thief. Don't make trouble. My grandmother burns wood and cooks jiaozi. Drop the knife. If you want to eat enough, ask the emperor's master for it.
Dragon Fist
Word: Fan Qu: Jay Chou Arranged: Hong Jingyao
Northeast East with Dunhuang as the center
The coastline of this country is like a bow.
The Great Wall is like a dream to shoot for 5,000 years.
I lifted the weight of the whole land with my arms.
What is written in the south wind of Mongolian Plateau?
Do Chinese characters understand that skin color is the same as face shape?
Cross the Yellow River and climb to the top of Mount Tai.
I led the north wind to the west and was bronzed.
Longing for an infinite number of siblings.
I took the heavens and the earth apart and poured the water from the Yangtze River into the ancient riverbed.
My right fist opened and the sky became a dragon.
Move the mountains and rivers again and fill the cracks.
Adjust the sunrise in the east in time and space.
Go back to the universe and rule everything. Hello _ portrait
My right fist opened and the sky became a dragon.
The heart of the earth is surging and restless.
There is only one expression left in the whole world.
Waiting for the hero, I am the dragon.
Huo Yuanjia.
Word: Fang Gang
Song: Jay Chou
Scared to death, there are still several rounds waiting in the ring.
What did you win with a smile of life and death?
Who is number one in the world?
Stop fighting, my generation is martial.
I have a good fist.
But how can you just add a pseudonym?
It's hard to tell who is stronger in the Jianghu.
Who is vying for the qualification to unify the Wulin?
Several years passed, in a small town.
Clear courage
Washed memory
I remember you living proudly.
Hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho.
Huojia Boxing has flexible routines and moves.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
If you live, you should live completely.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
Shortcomings and weaknesses never belong to me.
Hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho.
No one can escape our martial arts.
Scared to death, there are still several rounds waiting in the ring.
What did you win with a smile of life and death?
Who is number one in the world?
Stop fighting, my generation is martial.
I have a good fist.
But how can you just add a pseudonym?
It's hard to tell who is stronger in the Jianghu.
Who is vying for the qualification to unify the Wulin?
Several years passed, in a small town.
Clear courage
Washed memory
I remember you living proudly.
Hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho.
Huojia Boxing has flexible routines and moves.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
If you live, you should live completely.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
Shortcomings and weaknesses never belong to me.
Hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho.
No one can escape our martial arts.
Hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho.
Huojia Boxing has flexible routines and moves.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
If you live, you should live completely.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
Shortcomings and weaknesses never belong to me.
Hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho, hoho.
No one can escape our martial arts.
Several years passed, in a small town.
Clear courage
Washed memory
I remember you living proudly.
Please adopt!