The morning star has not yet fallen
Hazy like a dream but not a dream
Fragmented memories are left on the ground
Like pearls< /p>
So
The silver thread of tentacles of time
String together
The comfortable light
Gently shaking away the past Mottled
Accompanied by my wife’s slight snoring
Intensifying the atmosphere of home
Ah——Mom——Dad——ah——
< p> The granddaughter screamed earlyThis pure little life
The ignorant and fearless is even cuter
Summer morning
The chirping of birds , willow smoke
Open the door
The soft warm breeze
Gently brush over the skin
Extraordinarily warm
I don’t know which company tuned it
Jay Chou’s "Daoxiang"
In the quiet of the morning
Drifting
The ups and downs of singing
Seemingly far and yet close
The noise of the streets
Breaking the silence of the morning light
The sound of whistles and horns< /p>
Shouts and shouts
Intertwined with the sounds of nature
Open a new day
The morning star has not yet fallen
Hazy like a dream but not a dream
Fragmented memories were left on the ground
Like pearls
So
The tentacles of time Silver thread
Strung together
Comfortable light
Gently shaking away the mottled past
Accompanied by my wife’s slight snoring
Intensified the atmosphere of home
Ah——Mom——Dad——ah——
My granddaughter called me early
This pure little Life
The ignorant and fearless are more lovely
Summer morning
Birds chirping, willows cage smoke
Open the door
Soft warm breeze
Softly brushing against the skin
Extraordinarily warm
I don’t know which company made it
< p>Jay Chou's "Daoxiang"In the quiet of the morning
Floating
The ups and downs of singing
It seems far away Near
Street noise
Breaking the silence of the morning light
Sirens and trumpets
Shouting and shouting
< p> Intertwined with the sounds of natureOpening a new day
The morning star has not yet fallen
Hazy like a dream but not a dream
Fragmented memories Lost all over the ground
Like pearls
So
Tentacles of time's silver thread
Strung together
< p> Comfortable lightingGently shaking away the mottled past
Accompanied by my wife’s slight snoring
Intensifying the atmosphere of home
Ah——Mom——Dad——ah——
My granddaughter is calling early
This pure little life
The ignorant and fearless is even cuter
Summer morning
Birds chirping, willows cage smoke
Open the door
Soft warm breeze
Soft Gently brushes the skin
Extraordinarily warm
I don’t know which company made it
Jay Chou’s "Daoxiang"
In the early morning In the quietness
Floating
The ups and downs of singing
Seemingly far and yet near
The noise of the street
Breaking the silence of the morning light
The sound of whistles and trumpets
The shouts and shouts
Intertwined with the sounds of nature
Opening a new day
The morning star has not yet fallen
Hazy like a dream but not a dream
Fragmented memories are lost on the ground
Like pearls< /p>
So
The silver thread of tentacles of time
String together
The comfortable light
Gently shaking away the past Mottled
Accompanied by my wife’s slight snoring
Intensifying the atmosphere of home
Ah——Mom——Dad——ah——
< p> The granddaughter screamed earlyThis pure little life
The ignorant and fearless is even cuter
The summer morning
The chirping of birds , willow smoke
Open the door
Soft warm breeze
Gently brush over the skin
Extraordinarily warm
I don’t know which company tuned it
Jay Chou’s "Daoxiang"
In the quiet of the morning
Drifting
The ups and downs of singing
Seemingly far and yet close
The noise of the streets
Breaking the silence of the morning light
The sound of whistles and horns< /p>
Shouts and shouts
Intertwined with the sounds of nature
Open a new day
The morning star has not yet fallen
Hazy like a dream but not a dream
Fragmented memories were left on the ground
Like pearls
So
The tentacles of time Silver thread
Strung together
Comfortable light
Gently shaking away the mottled past
Accompanied by my wife’s slight snoring
Intensified the atmosphere of home
Ah——Mom——Dad——ah——
My granddaughter called me early
This pure little Life
The ignorant and fearless are more lovely
Summer morning
Birds chirping, willows cage smoke
Open the door
Soft warm breeze
Gently brushing against the skin
Exceptionally warm
I don’t know which company made it
"The Fragrance of Rice" by Jay Chou
In the quiet of the morning
Floating
The rising and falling singing voice
Seems far and yet close
Street noise
Breaking the silence of the morning light
Sirens and trumpets
Shouting and shouting
Intertwined with the sounds of nature
Opening a new day
The morning star has not yet fallen
Hazy like a dream but not a dream
Fragmented memory remains Falling all over the ground
Like pearls
Then
Tentacles of time's silver thread
Strung together
Comfortable lighting
Gently shaking away the mottled past
Accompanied by my wife’s slight snoring
Intensifying the atmosphere of home
Ah ——Mom——Dad——Ah——
My granddaughter is calling early
This pure little life
The one who is ignorant and fearless is even cuter
Summer morning
Birds chirping, willows cage smoke
Open the door
Soft warm breeze
Soft It brushes against the skin
It is particularly warm
I don’t know which company made it
Jay Chou’s "Daoxiang"
In the early morning In silence
Floating
Ups and downs of singing
Seemingly far and yet near
Street noise
Breaking The silence of the morning light
The sound of whistles and horns
The shouts and shouts
Intertwined with the sounds of nature
Opening a new day< /p>