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Word: Qu: Jay Chou
Arranged by Zhong Xingmin and Lin Maike.
Producer: Jay Chou female voice: Pan Er (room 19)
Chorus Composer: Jay Chou Chorus: Jay Chou
String writing: programmer: Wei
String Orchestra: China Philharmonic Recording Project: Yang Ruidai and Lin Maike.
Recording studio: Alpha studio, VIP studio mixing project: Yang Dawei.
Mixing room: recording room String instruments: Li (Beijing) and Wei (Taipei)
String recording studio: family planning recording studio (Beijing) and studio 19 (Taipei)
1983 alley 65438+ sunny night in February Chapter 7
The typewriter continued to push the next line closer to the truth.
The fog of heather pipe drifted to the withered tree.
Cry to me silently
On the knight's arm on the round square armor next to Baker Street.
Iris's badge is slightly brighter.
A late-night visit accompanied by the sound of a driverless carriage
The bloody opening of evil in Victoria moonlight
A vanished pistol and a blackened cane.
Melting wax figures, the illusion of symbols on jewelry boxes is who is not present.
Contradictions led to his dead lane evidence being perfectly buried.
Laughing at Scotland Yard's rising corners of the mouth.
If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement,
Then justice is a deep and helpless melancholy.
I'll write the ending myself.
Then I will light the light in the ashes.
The morning light wiped away the last sadness.
Then raindrops will wash away the dark walls.
Black ink dyed peacefully.
(The lights go out and the red curtain falls)
Facts can only go deep into the soil without footprints.
Sudden faint floral fragrance, deliberately conspicuous clothing
Everyone wears a mask and lies for different reasons.
Motivation has only one name, and that is desire.
Who can really cross the swamp of human nature without being polluted?
We can forget and forgive, but we must know the truth.
The last photo of the moved iron bed was finally put together.
I heard footsteps and looked forward to soft leather heels.
He pushed open the door, and the night wind shook the kerosene lamp for a while.
The typewriter stopped at the killer's name and I turned around.
The night sky at Westminster Abbey began to boil.
Bloom gorgeous chest of death.
I tasted the last sweet truth.
Smile and remember that justice is just a quiet justice.
The violin is in The Times.
If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement,
Then justice is a deep and helpless melancholy.
I'll write the ending myself.
Then I will light the light in the ashes.
The morning light wiped away the last sadness.
Then raindrops will wash away the dark walls.
Black ink dyed peacefully.
(The lights go out and the red curtain falls)
02. Listen to your mother.
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Word: Jay Chou Qu: Jay Chou
Arranged by Lin Maike and Hong Jingyao.
Producer: Jay Chou Hesheng Screenwriter: Jay Chou
Chorus: Jay Chou Programmer: Lin Maike
Recording Project: Yang Ruidai Studio: Alpha Studio.
Mixed project: Lin Maike.
Mixing studio: VIP studio
Children, do you have many question marks?
Why do people still read comics there?
I'm learning to draw and talk to the piano.
Others are playing games, and I test my ABC on the wall.
I said I wanted a big plane.
But I have an old tape recorder.
Why do you listen to your mother?
You will begin to understand this passage when you grow up, and I will begin to understand it when I grow up.
Why do I run faster and fly higher than others?
In the future, people will read all my cartoons and sing all my songs.
Mom's hard work will not let you see the warm recipes in her heart.
Hold her hand and sleepwalk hand in hand when you are free.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
Beautiful white hair grows in happiness.
Angel's magic is warm and kind.
In your future
Music is your trump card. Fall in love with your ace.
Alas! I don't want to teach you bad.
Let's listen to mom and fall in love in the future.
I know your future, but my mother knows it better than me.
You will start writing in your schoolbag like other students.
But I suggest it's best to write mom. I will study hard.
How can studying hard come from me?
I don't want you to lose, so I hope you study hard.
You should take good care of the sweater your mother knitted for you.
Because I will tell him that I still have it on Mother's Day.
By the way, I will meet Chow Yun Fat.
So you can show off to your classmates that the gambler will be your father in the future.
I can't find the love letter I wrote when I was a child. Don't give it away after you finish.
Because in a couple of days, you'll find it on the caochang.
You will start to like pop songs, because Jacky Cheung is ready to sing goodbye.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
Beautiful white hair grows in happiness.
Angel's magic is warm and kind.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
03. Thousands of miles away
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Special thanks to Yu-Ching Fei.
Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
Arranged by Lin Maike and produced by Jay Chou.
Programmer: Lin Maike.
Recording Project: Yang Ruidai Studio: Alpha Studio.
Mixing Project: Lin Maike Mixing Studio: Alpha Studio.
(week)
The eaves are like cliffs, the wind chimes are like the sea, and I am waiting for Yan to return.
Time is arranged to play an accident, and you walk away quietly.
The story can't be separated from the fog outside the city.
You can't hear that the wind doesn't exist. I feel it.
Who wakes up and opens the window sill?
The future as thin as a cicada can't stand who will tear it down.
(cost)
I will send you thousands of miles away, you are silent and black and white.
The age of silence may not be too far away from love.
I drove you off the horizon. Are you still there?
Where does the piano come from? Life and death are hard to guess. It takes a lifetime to wait.
(rap)
Hearing the tears, I went into the forest to find pear white, and I had to find a line of moss.
Rain outside the mountain, gray temples (I'll wait for you)
(cost)
The glass is white and transparent, full of dust and your flawless love.
You came from the rain and poeticized your sadness. I am wet now.
(week)
Lotus is still here, but you don't come back.
Covered by years, the flowers you mentioned have gone blank.
(cost)
Who wakes up and opens the window sill?
(week)
The future as thin as a cicada can't stand who will tear it down.
(cost)
I will send you thousands of miles away, you are silent and black and white.
The age of silence may not be too far away from love.
(week)
I drove you off the horizon. Are you still there?
Where does the piano sound come from? Life and death are hard to guess.
(cost)
I will send you thousands of miles away, you are silent and black and white.
The age of silence may not be too far away from love.
(week)
I drove you off the horizon. Are you still there?
Where did the piano sound come from?
Life and death are hard to guess.
Spend a lifetime waiting (together).
04. Compendium of Materia Medica
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Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
Arranger: Lin Maike Producer: Jay Chou
Programmer: Lin Maike.
Recording Project: Lin Maike Recording Studio: VIP Studio.
Mixing Project: Lin Maike Mixing Studio: VIP Studio.
If Hua Tuo worships the world and is cured.
Learning Chinese characters from other countries inspired my national consciousness.
Semen Strychni, Semen Cassiae, Fructus Xanthii and Semen Nelumbinis.
Huang Du, Sophora alopecuroides, Toosendan Fructus, I want to save face.
Rewrite history in my way
Nothing else. Read some words after me.
Chinese yam, angelica and wolfberry go
Watch me grab a handful of Chinese medicine and win a pride.
I dance with a leisurely expression and relaxed movements. Can't learn.
The neon sign is adjusted and waiting to wake up in the gorgeous city.
My expression is carefree, probably circulated in calligraphy books.
Hero Bo Zhengkai, give a punch. After the conversation, lie down and see who is good.
What pills are made by Dan?
The antlers should not be too thin, and the master can't copy them like this.
Turtle paste, Yunnan Baiyao, Cordyceps sinensis.
My own music, my own medicine, just right.
Listen to me. Copying Chinese medicine should be more bitter.
Open Compendium of Materia Medica and read more books.
Toads, moths and earthworms have all crossed rivers and lakes.
We can't lose the hard work of these ancestors.
This is light, this is light, sing together.
(This is a lamp, this is a lamp)
I'll give you a prescription to treat your internal injuries.
China, rooted for thousands of years, has power that others don't know.
I dance with a leisurely expression and relaxed movements. Can't learn.
The neon sign is adjusted and waiting to wake up in the gorgeous city.
My expression is carefree, probably circulated in calligraphy books.
Hero Bo Zhengkai, give a punch. After the conversation, lie down and see who is good.
Squat, squat, squat, squat, squat, squat, squat, squat, squat, squat.
Squat a little zombie, drill a radish pit, squat a little zombie, recite a spell, huh?
retreat
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Word: German song: Jay Chou
Arranged by Lin Maike.
Producer: Jay Chou Chorus Screenwriter: Jay Chou Chorus: Jay Chou
Guitar: Lin Maike Programmer: Lin Maike.
Record Project: Yang Ruidai, Lin Maike.
Recording Studio: Alpha Studio, VIP Studio Mixing Project: Lin Maike.
Mixing studio: VIP studio
After leaving you, the sky is as gray as crying.
No more freedom.
Sour air sniffs out our distance.
The end of the cone-shaped heart is as unstoppable as breathing.
The yellowed diary in the drawer exhausted the memory.
That smile is summer.
Your past and mine are forgotten clockwise.
Love after hypoxia, unintentional tears are unnecessary.
I know neither you nor I are wrong, but I forgot how to step back.
Promises are made, but time has lost them.
I know we're all fine, but we'd better let go.
The most beautiful love memories are to be continued.
06. Red imitation
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Word: Jay Chou Qu: Jay Chou
Arranged by Lin Maike.
Producer: Jay Chou Nylon Guitar: Lin Maike.
Programmer: Lin Maike.
Record Project: Yang Ruidai, Lin Maike.
Recording Studio: Alpha Studio, VIP Studio Mixing Project: Lin Maike.
Mixing studio: VIP studio
Fang Zhouzi knows the quality of China's songs best.
From a lady singing to nunchakus answering until her head is as snow.
Along the way, there are always various styles, and I love Chinese style alone.
I insist on style, I live in my world, and no one can get a word in.
It is my nature to play the devil's advocate, and surprise is my character.
Even if I stand on the top of the mountain, I am just a civilian.
But there will be two vacancies on my shoulders, that is, courage and perseverance.
I want to be the emperor of music.
Hem, hem, hem, hem.
It's not hard to go downhill. Others paved the way for you, but I chose to go uphill because my name is conceit.
There is only one word difference between modesty and hypocrisy, and sometimes it is a little confusing, because I like my true self.
I can't return it because it's not a green leaf. If it's just an ornament, I'd like to be the bright moon.
The grass is waiting for the wind. Don't use Kao on your back. If it gets dark, I will invite the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon.
Why did I write this song? I can't find the motivation yet, but it will be more meaningful if you listen carefully.
If you are afraid of the future and your eyes are foggy, it's because you didn't clean your glasses.
Go on bravely, and this song will accompany you.
I often wonder why there is only one sun in the universe and why I have so many shadows.
Conquering illusions is a good thing, and admiring friends like me who like to imitate is a virtue.
But walking behind me and worrying that others will look down on you will end up just one busy person after another.
Is this encouragement too direct and ironic? Are you listening to the teacher?
I'm telling you, it's better to be yourself than to be too nervous. The biggest enemy is your inner self.
I can't return it because it's not a green leaf. If it's just an ornament, I'd like to be the bright moon.
The grass is waiting for the wind. Don't use Kao on your back. If it gets dark, I will invite the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon.
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, whoa, whoa.
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, whoa, whoa.
07. Heart Rain
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Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
Arranged by Lin Maike.
Producer: Jay Chou Chorus Screenwriter: Jay Chou Chorus: Jay Chou
Programmer: Lin Maike.
String Composition: Arranger: Wei String Orchestra: China Philharmonic Orchestra
Recording Project: Yang Ruidai Studio: Alpha Studio, VIP Studio.
Mixed project: Lin Maike.
Mixing room: VIP recording room String instruments: Li (Beijing) and Wei (Taipei)
String recording studio: family planning recording studio (Beijing) and studio 19 (Taipei)
The green leaves of the oak tree and the white bamboo fence really want to tell me. She looks like a painting here.
Last Christmas card, I was still playing dumb without her in the mirror.
We agreed to make me scented tea and learn a knife in Cha's dormitory. The empty house is guarding the phone, but we can't wait for her.
The rain in my heart can't wet her hair.
Tears blurred the care on the postcard. There is no time difference between sadness and sadness.
The rain in my heart is pouring down, but I can't catch her all the time.
The cold wind passed through the branches in the yard and cooled the flowers in my hand.
08. White windmill
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Word: Jay Chou Qu: Jay Chou
Re-arrangement: Cai Producer: Jay Chou
Chorus Composer: Jay Chou Chorus: Jay Chou
Guitar: Cai Zaigu: Chen Baizhou
String Composition: Arranger: Wei String Orchestra: China Philharmonic Orchestra
Recording Project: Yang Ruidai and Ke Zongyou Studio: Alpha Studio and Yang Dawei Studio.
Mixing Project: Yang Dawei Mixing Studio: Yang Dawei Recording Studio.
String instruments: Li (Beijing) and Wei (Taipei)
String recording studio: family planning recording studio (Beijing) and studio 19 (Taipei)
The white windmill turns quietly, and the real feeling is far like a dream.
Sweet sea water, complicated tears, watching you hold my hand and giggle.
The dream is endless, so go straight here, because I don't want to end this happiness prematurely.
Unfortunately, I didn't bless you, I didn't love you, and I won't make you cry again.
I will take you to the end. Can you not look back? You held me tight and said you didn't need a commitment.
You said I would be more free alone. I don't know what you said, but I won't let go anyway.
Can I carry you to the end without thinking too much, or hold hands to the end in the future?
You said you shouldn't meet again, just for a moment. Thank you for letting me hear your voice, because I will wait forever.
09. rosemary
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Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
Arranger: Zhong Xingmin Producer: Jay Chou
Chorus Composer: Jay Chou Chorus: Jay Chou
Guitar: Cai again
String Composition: Arranger: Wei String Orchestra: China Philharmonic Orchestra
Recording Project: Yang Ruidai Studio: Alpha Studio.
Mixing Project: Yang Dawei Mixing Studio: Yang Dawei Recording Studio.
String instruments: Li (Beijing) and Wei (Taipei)
String recording studio: family planning recording studio (Beijing) and studio 19 (Taipei)
Your mouth is slightly upturned. Sexy as hell.
I can't imagine such a heartbeat. You want everything.
Soft drinks, rising bubbles, I will put all your preferences in one bottle.
The most important thing here is excitement. You are very emotional. Give me a hug.
When the candle is lit, it has a certain mood. My eyes didn't focus for a few seconds.
As for your dance, you can't stand the lazy twisting of your waist.
Your smile fluttering in the wind smells of rosemary, and you send me a signal of love with mint coquetry.
You are as elegant as a cat, swimming lightly in the sweetness of love, just fermenting ambiguity.
Soft drinks, rising bubbles, I will put all your preferences in one bottle.
The most important thing here is excitement. You are very emotional. Give me a hug.
When the candle is lit, it has a certain mood. My eyes didn't focus for a few seconds.
As for your dance, you can't stand the lazy twisting of your waist.
Your smile fluttering in the wind smells of rosemary, and you send me a signal of love with mint coquetry.
You are as elegant as a cat, swimming lightly in the sweetness of love, just fermenting ambiguity.
Your mouth is slightly upturned. Sexy as hell.
I can't imagine such a heartbeat. You want everything.
Your lipstick is bright to please your confident pride.
What omen? The atmosphere is subtle, because I love you, I know.
The omen is subtle, because I love you, I know.
10. Chrysanthemum terrace
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Ci: Fang Zhouzi Qu: Jay Chou
Arranger and producer: Jay Chou Guitar: Cai Zai
String Composition: Arranger: Wei String Orchestra: China Philharmonic Orchestra
Recording Project: Yang Ruidai Studio: Alpha Studio.
Mixing Project: Yang Dawei Mixing Studio: Yang Dawei Recording Studio.
String instruments: Li (Beijing) and Wei (Taipei)
String recording studio: family planning recording studio (Beijing) and studio 19 (Taipei)
Your tears are weak and hurt, and the pale moon hooks over.
The night is too long and condenses into frost. Who is cold and desperate in the attic?
The rain gently bounced on the scarlet window, and my life was blown on the paper by the wind.
Dreams turn into a wisp of fragrance in the distance, and your face drifts with the wind.
Chrysanthemum residue on the ground hurts your smile, turns yellow, breaks your heart, and your heart is dripping quietly.
The north wind is still young at night, and your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone in pairs on the lake.
Flowers have fallen into the night, and the fate of the bright and dry world is unbearable.
Don't worry about crossing the river and splitting the autumn heart in half, for fear that you will never get ashore and shake all your life.
Whose hoof is crazy, my military uniform growls in the vicissitudes of life.
There is a light, and you sigh gently all night, which is so euphemistic.
The chrysanthemum residue on the ground hurt your smile, turned yellow, tore my heart and cracked my lungs, and my heart was dripping quietly.
The north wind is still young at night, and your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone in pairs on the lake.