[ar: Jay Chou]
[al: Jay Chou 2007 World Tour Concert]
☆ Jay Chou maltose ☆
☆ Jay Chou 2007 World Tour Concert ☆
☆music☆
This winding smile embraces the hills and streams and sings with the wind.
I read the life before me like an idyllic poet.
The wheat field bends down and bows its head in fishing tenderly.
The whole valley is full of bagpipers.
I am dumb, listening to legends and following fairy tales.
The windmill in the distance tells from a distance
That happiness is fully harvested in late autumn.
Corner of the old warehouse
We counted a sack of love and happiness.
The color of first love
I took your hand through the hillside where maltose was planted.
The temptation of fragrance makes your cheeks slightly hot.
Exhale in my ear.
Take off the maltose and it's ripe. I wake up smiling.
Happy to be glued to your hands.
My mouth is full of candy.
Take your hand through the hillside where maltose is planted.
I bow my head and be shy around the sweet.
We sleepwalked happily.
I was drinking on the grass.
Maltose wine
When I was young.
I really want to take another bite.
This winding smile embraces the hills and streams and sings with the wind.
I read the life before me like an idyllic poet.
The wheat field bends down and bends down to fish tenderly.
The whole valley is full of bagpipers.
Hold up the glow stick and swing it around with me
The windmill in the distance tells from a distance
Be harvested full.
Corner of the old warehouse
We counted a sack of love and happiness.
Put your hands up over there.
I took your hand through the hillside where maltose was planted.
I bow my head and be shy around the sweet.
Sweetness is in my ears
Buried maltose, ripe, I woke up smiling.
Happy to be glued to your hands.
My mouth is full of candy.
Doll country doll soldier
Blonde hair and blue eyes
The doll king Hu Zichang rode to be a soldier.
Doll country doll soldier
Blonde hair and blue eyes
The doll king Hu Zichang rode out of the palace.
I took your hand through the hillside where maltose was planted.
I bow my head and be shy around the sweet.
come along
I hold your hand through the fresh wine.
When I was young.
I really want to take another bite.
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[ti: serenade]
[ar: Jay Chou]
[al: Jay Chou 2007 World Tour Concert]
☆ Jay Chou Nocturne ☆.
☆ Jay Chou 2007 World Tour Concert ☆
☆music☆
A group of bloodthirsty ants are attracted by carrion.
I look at the lonely scenery with a straight face.
Losing you, love and hate begin to be clear.
What is there to care about without you?
When pigeons no longer symbolize peace
I was finally reminded.
Vultures are fed in the square.
I rhyme beautifully.
Describe the plundered love.
Ah, the dark clouds are beginning to cover the night and it's not clean
The echo of the funeral in the burial garden is flying all over the sky.
The white roses sent to you withered in a pure black environment.
Crows are strangely quiet on the branches.
Listen to my black coat quietly.
Want to warm your increasingly cold memories
The life that has passed through.
Ah, it's foggy all around
I still love you when I am old in an empty cemetery.
Playing Chopin's serenade for you
In memory of my dead love
Sounds like the night wind.
It's heartbreaking
The hand taps lightly on the keyboard.
I miss you very carefully.
The place where you are buried is called the underworld.
Playing Chopin's serenade for you
In memory of my dead love
And I'm hiding my name for you
Playing the piano in the moonlight
The feeling of your heartbeat
Still so warm and close
Miss your bright red lip prints
Those broken-winged dragonflies are scattered in this forest.
And my eyes have no sympathy.
Losing you, love and hate begin to be clear.
I can't even smile without you.
The wind is on the mossy roof.
Laugh at my sadness
Like a dry well without water
I use beautiful fonts to describe the love that I regret.
Playing Chopin's serenade for you
In memory of my dead love
Sounds like the night wind.
It's heartbreaking
The hand taps lightly on the keyboard.
I miss you very carefully.
The place where you are buried is called the underworld.
Playing Chopin's serenade for you
In memory of my dead love
And I'm hiding my name for you
Playing the piano in the moonlight
The feeling of your heartbeat
Still so warm and close
Miss your bright red lip prints
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