Qi Lixiang composes: Jay Chou writes lyrics: The sparrow outside the window of vincent fang is talkative on the telephone pole. You say this sentence, which is very summer. The pencil in your hand goes back and forth on the paper. I use a few lines to describe who you are. The cat and you both want to know the smell of the first love, so we find the warm sunshine back, like the bright strawberries just picked. You say that you can't bear to eat this feeling. It rains all night, and my love overflows like rain. A thick stack of leaves in the water yard and my thoughts can't cool my enthusiasm. You appear on every page of my poem all night. My love overflows like rain and rain all night. My love overflows like rain and butterflies on the windowsill are like beautiful chapters in the poem. I went on to write about loving you forever at the end of the poem. You are the only thing I want to know. The full ears of rice are happy this season, and your cheeks are like ripe tomatoes in the field. Suddenly told me that Qilixiang's name is beautiful, but now I just want to kiss your stubborn mouth and dance around in the Spring and Autumn Lyrics: vincent fang Composer: Jay Chou Arranger: Zhong and the people in that chaotic era, the imperial court was corrupted and man-made disasters caused natural disasters, and the Eastern Han Dynasty collapsed overnight. The map of Kyushu was cut into three pieces, and the ups and downs of the history of the Three Kingdoms were read separately. I want to see it clearly and come back immediately with swords and sticks. I casually said. It turns out that a time machine is so exaggerated that traveling through time and space is too enjoyable and arrogant. What should I do if I go back? Honestly, I'm a little nervous. I'm standing in the clouds and slowly heading for the Central Plains. There are villages scattered in front of Chang' an. Looking at the sky in a panic, the big dipper falls into the horizon. The hero appears like a ghost. Bah, no one refuses to obey me. I'm a turtle. You're a turtle. La la la la la la la la la la la. The monster beast disturbs the human rank. I almost didn't have a sequel. Fortunately, there is a time machine. I thank you. People and demons began to re-emerge from hell. Rebels attacked the five senses like wildfire. Fortunately, there is a time machine. I thank you. Cao Wei is fierce and talented in Shu and Han. Dongwu soldiers blame the seven-star chain and Zhuge Liang's destiny doesn't come. These books are all recorded. I'm not messing around. I'll tell you hi, hi, when the sky is white in the east. There is a knife in the room to tell the story of a thousand years' feud and write off the life scribbled. I am bending over the historical cycle and turning around to forget the yellow turban insurrectionary thief. Don't argue with my grandmother and water to roll noodles. Put down the knife. If you want to eat enough, go to the emperor to beg for the yellow turban insurrectionary thief. Don't argue with my grandmother to burn wood and cook dumplings. Put down the knife. If you want to eat enough, go to the emperor to beg for my place. Singer: Jay Chou Album: Qilixiang Ci. Vincent fang Qu: Jay Chou is in my site, so you have to listen to me. Harvest the music and find happiness by hearing. Start carving my personal characteristics. The future is unpredictable. Stick to the current choice. In my site, you have to listen to my rhythm, which is provoking me to make out with hip-hop and cultivate a unique concept. Everything else is rubbish. Expand the site with an attitude. What does it mean? What's going on? Pigeons in the square occupy the front page newspaper. A brand-new explanation title: How many meters away is the traffic sign of this city about a learning test and a skill that young people should have? I said, teacher, am I really not sensible? Listen to me read rap lyrics and appreciate the way I fight. I stand in the classroom and practice boxing. Your appearance is consistent. The little girl next door needs courage to perform in public. Others play online games. I prefer to play monkey tricks. I am practicing with Xingyi Monkey Boxing to attract your attention. If you find it interesting, don't be stingy to show your kindness. Youth is clean and pure white, like going through the window of the green space. I will open the door of memory and write down all the things that happened. The children who play the piano are playing the future history with their fingers. I will use my mobile phone to transmit Chinese characters, and the transmission speed will definitely make you erect your thumbs. Life should not have a formula. I can dance ballet at will and calm down like a swan. In this era of paying attention to fast food, we can also naively say that we love excuses: Jay Chou flipped through our photos and missed it. Last winter, we smiled very sweetly. Looking at your crying face, I didn't have time to say goodbye to me. Maybe you have given up on me. Maybe it's hard to turn back. I know I missed it. Please give me another reason to say that you don't love me, even if I don't understand. Can you forgive me? Please don't take breaking up as your request. I know that insisting on leaving is an excuse for your injury. Please turn around. I will accompany you until the end. Even if there is no result, I can bear it. I know that your pain is my promise. You said that you gave me indulgence in silence because of tolerance. If you want to leave, please remember me. If you are sad, please forget that I stepped back. The sky in Jay Chou is as gray as crying and left you. In the future, there will be no more free and sour air to sniff out our distance. The end of the cone-shaped heart can't stop like breathing. The yellowed diary in the drawer drains the memories. The smile is that in summer, your past and mine are forgotten clockwise. The careless tears of love after lack of oxygen are superfluous. I know that you and I are not wrong, but we just forget how to step back and promise, but time has emptied us. I know that we are not wrong. Hands will be better than the most beautiful love. Go back to the chrysanthemum table. Your tears are weak and the pale moon is hurt. The past night is too long and condensed into frost. Who is in the attic? The rain is cold and desperate. I sigh gently at the scarlet window. I am leaning on the paper and my dream is blown by the wind. In the distance, it turns into a wisp of fragrance. Your appearance is scattered by the wind. Your smile has turned yellow and flowers have fallen. My heart is broken. My heart is lying quietly by the wind. Chaos also shakes your shadow slightly, leaving me alone on the lake. Lyrics provide: Rexing flowers have been injured and fallen to the brilliant and withered market. I can't touch the lonely firewood and tear it apart. He can't love for a lifetime. The pounding of horses' hooves rattles me. My uniform roars and the vicissitudes of life are slightly bright. You sigh softly all night, and the melancholy is so euphemistic. Chrysanthemum burns brightly. Your smile has turned yellow, and the flowers have broken my heart. Lying quietly in the wind and shaking your shadow, I'm left alone on the lake. The chrysanthemums are burning brightly. Your smile has turned yellow and the flowers are heartbroken. My heart is lying quietly in the wind and shaking your shadow. I'm left alone on the lake. Zhou Daxia Ci/vincent fang Qu/ Jay Chou, I kicked off a string of red gourd rock sugar, and I punched off scenes of memories scattered in the moonlight. I can give you a signature photo to imagine. I said, the screen should block the frost eaves, the river's lake should open a window, the Pingju should play tricks, and I won't shake. I'm bored and panicked. I'm tired of putting on kung fu. I don't sell tofu (tofu) Tofu (Tofu) I learned it in martial arts school. It's called Kung Fu (Kung Fu). Kung Fu (Kung Fu). Put on your cheongsam before you say that I eat your tofu. You are like Tofu (Tofu). Tofu (Tofu) You are trying to practice my Kung Fu (Kung Fu). Kung Fu (Kung Fu) Put on cheongsam quickly, lest you say that I eat your tofu and I stretch my fist a little, you will roll to the frontier and kick too hard, and the picture will become very desolate. Pairing with the sunset, crossing the mountains and crossing the river, I will clear my throat, sing Shaanxi opera and fly to the northern wilderness of Dunhuang. Who is on the water side? I will hold up a paper umbrella and look back at this place. What is the situation? I will step on your shoulder when I am bored, bored and tired. I don't sell tofu (tofu). Tofu (tofu) I learned it in martial arts school. It's called Kung Fu (Kung Fu). Kung Fu (Kung Fu). Put on your cheongsam before you say that I eat your tofu. You're like tofu (tofu). Tofu (tofu) Blowing and breaking scissors are trying to practice my Kung Fu (Kung Fu). Kung Fu (Kung Fu) Put on cheongsam quickly, lest you say that I ate your tofu and gave me a song. The rain wet the sky and ruined it. You said that you didn't understand why I held hands at this time and dried my silence. I regretted it impulsively. Even if it was a mistake, I was just afraid of missing it. It is called dream separation. Does it mean that the unfinished dream is the most painful and lost? I can bear the consequences of this last exit. Only when I loved it. Can you give me a song time to turn that hug into my arms forever? You don't have to be afraid of insomnia. If you want to forget me, you can forget my memory. Can you give me a song time to hear the story before saying goodbye? You sent me tears and let it stay in the rainy day. I crossed the line you drew, and I set the end of my courage. The rain wet the sky and ruined it. You said that you didn't understand why I held hands at this time and dried it. I regret it very impulsively, even if I did something wrong, I'm just afraid of missing it. It's called dream separation. Does it mean that the unfinished dream is the most painful to get lost? I can bear the consequences of this last exit. Can you give me a song time after I have loved it? Turn that hug tightly into my arms forever. You don't have to be afraid of insomnia. If you want to forget, I can lose my memory. Can you give me a song time? Don't say goodbye until you hear the story at the end. Let the tears you sent me stay in rainy days. I have set the end of my courage. You said that I should say I love you at this time. How can I prove that I don't have the strength to lie? Please tell me whether to stop and give up my memory of only one day. Can you give me time for a song and turn that hug into my arms forever? You don't have to be afraid of insomnia. If you want to forget me, I can lose my memory, too. Can you give me a song time to hear the story before saying goodbye? You sent me tears and let it stay in rainy days. I set the end of my courage. You said that I should not say love at this time. How can I prove that I have no strength to tell me whether to stop or not to give up? You said that I should not say love at this time. How can I prove that I have no strength? I only have one day's memory
Please accept it if I am satisfied.