Love before 2000, I would like to go back to the past, take your black sweater and wander to the south; Even if there is no track, I will not leave and give up, because I believe you can hear our signal; The clock in the opposite direction rang the memory. You often say that you are a perfectionist and you should always love your wife simply. On that sunny day, at the garden party, you looked around for Qilixiang, and I lost my temper with maltose; You amuse me with black humor, but you can't speak sweet words. I laugh at you for being as stupid as a snail. Maple leaves are whispering, I am listening here quietly, and the terraces in my hometown are gradually drifting away, telling the past in the name of my father; Shanghai 1943, grandma is still young and has thick eyelashes. Now it is like snow, and the time goes back, and the songs that are answered directly are vague; I love the beauty of Coral Sea, and you love the mystery of Istanbul. You said that one day the train would leave, the old Indian turtledove would hover in the sky, and William Castle was waiting for your footsteps. We will explore the magic of the iron box on the peninsula together. It is said that the little blacksmith in Milan never left. I still remember that we were in grandpa's tea together, savoring the love that never ran aground, and listening to him talk about the strangeness of dancing together in the Spring and Autumn Period; You often find excuses to leave me and compete with your friends in Class Two, Grade Three. At that time, the night was always sunny, and the roof of my site was inhabited. I use a romantic mobile phone to send you a message of love. You play Chopin's nocturne in the same tone, but the broken string has no strength, and you can only tease it like a coward. You worship Huo Yuanjia's integrity and play nunchakus like no other, but you play Dragon Boxing like a ninja. Until one day, a blue storm hit and I was besieged on all sides. I was caught in the cliff of love by a tornado and could not escape. The general fights like a trapped beast, fighting the orcs for him and watching you die like the ruins of stopping the war. Sorry for the last time, announce the end of the world. She is being caught by an orc like Ke, and she is like a ninja on the way to be taken away.
2. Write an article about Jay Chou's songs. If I fell in love one year before BC, I would like to go back to the past and bring your black sweater, and the romance on the south will drift. Even if there is no track, I will not leave and give up, because I believe you can hear our signal; The clock in the opposite direction rang the memory. You often say that you are a perfectionist and you should always love your wife simply. On that sunny day, at the garden party, you looked around for Qilixiang, and I lost my temper at maltose; You amuse me with black humor, but you can't speak sweet words. I laugh at you for being as stupid as a snail. Maple leaves are whispering, I am listening here quietly, and the terraces in my hometown are gradually drifting away, telling the past in the name of my father; Shanghai 1943, grandma is still young and has thick eyelashes. Now it is like snow, and the time goes back, and the songs that are answered directly are vague; I love the beauty of Coral Sea, and you love the mystery of Istanbul. You said that one day the train would leave, the old Indian turtledove would hover in the sky, and William Castle would wait for you and me. We will explore the magic of the iron box on the peninsula together. It is said that the little blacksmith in Milan never left. I still remember that we were together in grandpa's tea, savoring the love that never ran aground, and listening to him talk about the strangeness of dancing together in the Spring and Autumn Period; You often find excuses to leave me and compete with your friends in Class Two, Grade Three. At that time, the night was always sunny, and the roof of my site was inhabited. I use a romantic mobile phone to send you a message of love. You play Chopin's nocturne in the same tone, but the broken string has no strength, and you can only tease it like a coward. You worship Huo Yuanjia's integrity, wield double knives and play nunchakus, but your dragon fist jumps around like a ninja.
Until one day, a blue storm hit and I was besieged on all sides. I was caught in the cliff of love by a tornado and could not escape. The general tried his best to kill the enemy like a trapped animal, fighting the orcs for him and watching you die like the ruins of war. The last time I was sorry, I declared the end of the world. She was captured by orcs, just like the orcs in William Castle. On the way she was taken away, she left a signal that only I could read. In this last battle, I performed dragon fist at the speed of tornado, played nunchakus and saved her quietly. He asked me, "Where is the train?" He said: I will take you to the desert to see the old Indian turtledove, and to Istanbul to see the starry sky and drink grandpa's tea, but. Me.
I don't understand her black humor. I cann't believe she said she was breaking up with me. It's like a clock going backwards. In order to save her heart, I had to ask the little blacksmith in Milan to help me make an iron box on the peninsula. I was a little embarrassed and said to her, "I'm sorry" ... Although I am a perfectionist, I would also like "simple love". I have married you.
I hope we can go back to the past like the love story of Shanghai 1943, so that we can fall in love in BC. she ...
Touched. Finally.
I came home with my wife in my arms. 1 104 "I'm here in the name of my father" and played a song "Direct Answer" for my wife. Even if there is a broken string, I still believe you can hear it, because it is the same tone as my heartbeat, which is our code word.
If I can go back to the past with the clock in the opposite direction, I won't let fate follow the track, I won't keep my mouth shut like a coward, I won't let the demon tower be our last battle ... I will take you with me, I will make you happier than before, and I will realize our perfectionism. I will play nunchakus or double knives with you, and I will accompany orcs or ninjas to make you happy. Even if you are angry and play dragon fist, I will laugh it off ... Hehe, this silence makes me incoherent. I just want to bring our simple love to the love cliff on Shushan. In 2004, even at the end of the world, I still thanked God for letting me meet this man who loves bullfighting in Class 2, Grade 3. I thought you said that you liked the old turtledove of the Indians in William Castle and the snails in Istanbul and Terrace. You said you wanted to go back to Shanghai 1943, have a sip of grandpa's tea, see where the train is, and finally watch "Star Clear" with tornado ... but sometimes you often turn your back on me and make me swear that I didn't peek at her eyelashes.
Knowing that this is your unique black humor, I will be willing to be a little blacksmith in Milan and make your favorite peninsula tin box for you in exchange for your smile ... When I first saw you on that sunny day, I felt that we had written our love as early as BC. I forgot to tell you at that time. Actually, I also believe in reincarnation.
Composition adapted from Jay Chou's songs Yesterday, you and I dreamed of a sunny day. It is difficult to reproduce the stars before one year BC, but it is difficult to keep my position. The octave space is limited, and the broken string is stranded on the terrace of love. I want to go to Shanghai 1943. You and I sat on the roof of Class Two for three years, hoping for a simple love. Even if it's just cheating, I'll be willing-the flowers on the coral beach smell like tea brewed by grandpa. The maltose you gave me at the garden party made me unforgettable. I'd rather dress up as an orc and play nunchakus for you than play under a maple tree in Milan. The little blacksmith blew a smoke ring and looked at the direction you left. The cliff of love is as high as a cliff. I fell black and blue, and the wounds of war were as unpredictable as snow. As long as you live beautifully, I am willing to stick to the battlefield. Let me be strong for love! There is a blue storm in Istanbul. I cut off his eyelashes with a double knife. She sent a signal to William Castle. The heavenly soldiers will not. As soon as the general heard the news, he rushed to answer Guangling and Wan Li. The Journey to the West cried and cried. My coward kneels for mercy. I laugh at heaven. You can hear that this is the same tone as seeking surrender.
-struggling to love you like a snail, but unable to open my mouth. Fantasize about being brave like a matador. Dragon Boxing Sweeps the Spring and Autumn Rebellion. Reality is like a mad dog biting me. I don't feel well. I fought for you, but you always made excuses. I'm worried like an old Indian turtledove. I look back silently and wait quietly. Grandma gave me an iron box on the peninsula, which gave me the courage to be a ninja, so that I could not be afraid of being besieged on all sides. As long as you are happier than before, what is this? It's just a black humor that God opened with me-I want to follow your trajectory, go back to the past and relive that last battle. Turn on the romantic mobile phone, or the familiar serenade. Your black sweater makes my soul drift with the tide. I'm sorry. I love you. You are the perfectionism I want.
4. Write an article about Jay Chou's songs. If I fell in love one year before BC, I would like to go back to the past and bring your black sweater, and the romance on the south will drift.
Even if there is no track, I will not leave and give up, because I believe you can hear our signal;
The clock in the opposite direction rang the memory. You often say that you are a perfectionist and you should always love your wife simply.
On that sunny day, at the garden party, you looked around for Qilixiang, and I lost my temper at maltose;
You amuse me with black humor, but you can't speak sweet words. I laugh at you for being as stupid as a snail.
Maple leaves are whispering, I am listening here quietly, and the terraces in my hometown are gradually drifting away, telling the past in the name of my father;
Shanghai 1943, grandma is still young and has thick eyelashes. Now it is like snow, and the time goes back, and the songs that are answered directly are vague;
I love the beauty of Coral Sea, and you love the mystery of Istanbul. You said that one day the train would leave, the old Indian turtledove would hover in the sky, and William Castle would wait for you and me. We will explore the magic of the iron box on the peninsula together. It is said that the little blacksmith in Milan never left. I still remember that we were together in grandpa's tea, savoring the love that never ran aground, and listening to him talk about the strangeness of dancing together in the Spring and Autumn Period; You often find excuses to leave me and compete with your friends in Class Two, Grade Three. At that time, the night was always sunny, and the roof of my site was inhabited. I use a romantic mobile phone to send you a message of love. You play Chopin's nocturne in the same tone, but the broken string has no strength, and you can only tease it like a coward. You worship Huo Yuanjia's integrity, wield double knives and play nunchakus, but your dragon fist jumps around like a ninja.
Until one day, a blue storm hit and I was besieged on all sides. I was caught in the cliff of love by a tornado and could not escape. The general tried his best to kill the enemy like a trapped animal, fighting the orcs for him and watching you die like the ruins of war. The last time I was sorry, I declared the end of the world. She was captured by orcs, just like the orcs in William Castle. On the way she was taken away, she left a signal that only I could read. In this last battle, I performed dragon fist at the speed of tornado, played nunchakus and saved her quietly. He asked me, "Where is the train?" He said: I will take you to the desert to see the old Indian turtledove, and to Istanbul to see the starry sky and drink grandpa's tea, but. Me. I don't understand her black humor. I cann't believe she said she was breaking up with me. It's like a clock going backwards. In order to save her heart, I had to ask the little blacksmith in Milan to make me a peninsula tin box. I was a little embarrassed and said to her, I'm sorry. ..
Although I am a perfectionist, I also like simple love. I have given up bullfighting since I lost you.
I hope I can go back to the past with you like the love story of Shanghai 1943.
Let's watch Love in BC. She was ... moved. Finally. I went home with my lover. 1 104.
"I'm here, in the name of my father, playing a song" Direct Answer "for my wife. Even if there is a broken string, I still believe you can hear it, because it is the same tone as my heartbeat, which is our code word. 』
If I can go back to the past with the clock in the opposite direction, I won't let fate follow the track, I won't keep my mouth shut like a coward, I won't let the demon tower be our last battle ... I will take you with me, I will make you happier than before, and I will fulfill our vows of perfectionism. I will play nunchakus or double knives with you, and I will accompany orcs or ninjas to make you happy. Even if you are angry and play dragon fist, I will smile. ...
Hehe, this silence makes me incoherent. I just want to take our pure love to the love cliff on Shushan, say "sorry" to the past, and wait for the reincarnation you believe.
In 2004.
Even at the end of the world, I still thank God for letting me meet this "Ke * * *" who loves bullfighting in Class 2, Grade 3. I thought you said that you liked the old turtledove of the Indians in William Castle and the snails in Istanbul and Terrace. You said you wanted to go back to Shanghai 1943, have a sip of grandpa's tea, see where the train is, and finally watch "Star Clear" with tornado ... but sometimes you often turn your back on me and make me swear that I didn't peek at her eyelashes. Knowing that this is your unique black humor, I will be willing to be a little blacksmith in Milan and make your favorite peninsula tin box for you in exchange for your smile. ...
The first time I saw you on a sunny day, I felt that we had written about love as early as BC. I forgot to tell you at that time. Actually, I also believe in reincarnation.
5. When writing an article about Jay Chou's song title, I always think of "Ke * * *". I always can't open my mouth in front of her because I feel "I don't deserve it".
I was thousands of miles away from her, and I vaguely heard the answer coming straight from Jutai. After the heart rain, a rainbow appeared on a sunny day. Her "sweet" smile, the head of Gone with the Wind is as beautiful as "hair like snow", and her "In the Name of Father" contains blue and white porcelain bottles left by the last battle of the Ming Dynasty.
She likes to listen to her mother, but she has a secret in her heart. We all study together in Class Two, Grade Three, like cowboys, because cowboys are very busy. Before the end of the world, she wants to smell the fragrant rice, have a look at the snail and hold a preface to Lanting Collection.
When my thoughts came to the flower sea, I sighed, "Give me time for a song" and let me finish singing "Agreed Happiness". I really want to play a "Nocturne" for you, but the guzheng like "Broken String" has been playing "Homology".
My Love Before BC, I walked through Qian Shan Wanshui, but all I had was a journey to the West, holding a nunchaku with the flavor of Qilixiang and posing as a dragon fist, but I was thinking about my grandmother and making a cup of tea for my grandfather. I don't want Huo Yuanjia to wear Golden Flower, because it will come like a tornado and turn everyone into a coward.
My home.
6. Help me write a short essay about Jay Chou's lyrics. I need someone to compose, compose, arrange, produce, perform and direct. In a?
Who can play the piano, guitar, cello, flute, drum set and guzheng? .
Who can drift dunk, ring the bell and nunchakus? Who is so eloquent and talented?
Whose song is more meaningful than Jay's? Who sang so many lyrics for public welfare? From environmental protection against domestic violence to refusing drugs, praising peace and staying away from war. ..
Who sang the Chinese style all over? From the girl's direct answer, from the snowy area to thousands of miles away, from the chrysanthemum table to blue and white porcelain, from chess to Chinese medicine? From nunchakus to dragon fist.
Who is so patriotic in the song? Love the classical culture of China so much? So practical and educational?
Who is eager to write Olympic songs and express the most "China" things to foreigners and make them "shocked"?
In a word, I am talented, love China culture, have personality, can write bravely, keep a low profile and have love. It can only be said that Jay is so talented that the music scene in China is unparalleled! So, I admire and admire him!
He is a unique Jay Chou. His songs were selected as Jay Chou in Shanghai students' textbooks. He is Jay Chou who created Chinese style in Japan. Even Backstreet Boys said, "Hearing his music is impeccable and perfect. Although I don't know the meaning of the lyrics, I know that he is bringing rebirth to the world pop music. "
7. Write Jay Chou's composition and quote Jay Chou's lyrics. It must be writing about his positive energy ~
Snail, Taoxiang, Tianya, and Dreaming are all very suitable examples, and the lyrics are Baidu.
He loves his family, writes songs about his father and grandmother and names his album after his mother.
He supported his friends and Nan Quan Mama's debut.
His achievements in music are world-renowned, and Zhou's Chinese style is constantly hanging in the depressed music circle in China, and he keeps trying to mix and match all kinds of unprecedented music styles.
He stuck to his dream, dared to try and became an actor, tour guide and host.
He is sincere to his fans. No matter what prize you win, the first sentence is: thank you for your fans.
He is loving but low-key. When Sichuan was hit by the disaster, the amount of donations was huge, but when criticized by the media who didn't know the truth, they didn't excuse themselves. Help yourself to more than a dozen love primary schools in the mainland, but don't let the media report.
8. String together all the songs of Jay Chou and write an article about Qilixiang in full bloom:
The plaintive pipa sound that touches the heartstrings one after another, as well as the autumn songs that ripple under the sunny sky, are stranded in the swaying wind.
The feelings that I haven't given up for a long time still shake my heart deeply. I cried, but I couldn't hide my loneliness. I long for sunny days and wait for help. Although there is no actual action, I still expect more relief in my life.
Fantasy on the stage of life, performing scenes that touched the world, but after taking off the strange appearance, still leaving a sad story.
I really want to go back to the past, daydreaming about flying high every day and going far away. I like lying on the ground and listening to myself quietly when the sun is shining, so as to free my friends from holding hands and watching the sky step by step, watching the stars in a line, making silent wishes back to back and asking if the distant heart can hear me.
The faint haze is mixed with misty rain-like sadness, leaving a track of depression in my heart from time to time. Faced with this loneliness, I choose to escape, and the dim color floats on my face, like a broken string. How to meet is wrong, I am silent. There are not many words in the diary, and I don't say anything when I smile at others. After laughing, I finally felt a little sad. Should I put down my heavy shell and look for the blue sky? Li Jingde still didn't feel the pain caused by the gentleness of the wind.
The piano is melodious and the nature is cold. It turns out that there is sunshine everywhere, and the fragrance of Qilixiang is everywhere. I will climb up step by step, support the highest blade and fly forward. I have a big dream to have a space of my own in a small day. It turns out that there is room for me in this small day. Smile, let the wind blow away the tears. Looking up at the guardian quietly.
The fragrance of July gives me courage, my love overflows like rain, and my life is like an eternal chapter in which poetry flies first.
9. Write an article with all Jay Chou's songs:
& lt； Sorry >; When you read this letter, I was still there: , is a; It blew me here. There is a piece of land near here; Accompanying me is a; , I; Nothing else, I promise.
There is one:; I didn't know its purpose at first, but it was; Told me. Oh, I met him in a coffee shop a few days ago. I watched a movie that day; I came out to play some games. You know,; And; This is my best game. If you see me here; I will never say that I am a; Actually, I know you're joking.
It turns out that poking this clock can make time; . I really want to dial; Because my grandfather and grandmother met at that time, I never met my grandmother, only heard that: Very long, a little; Beautiful woman. at that time
In fact, I also want to dial back; Look at that. You are my first love. At that time, I used to scare you. 、& lt； Double knife >; ; I'm talking to you, I want some; . After knowing me; ! Remember when we met and contacted; Really? Yes, it is. "
The good news is that I finally got the ticket today and I will get it tomorrow. ; Where is the train? > ; Come back to you. I hope to be a teacher.
My New Year's resolution is ours; Never; We will be together forever!