The most beautiful song in Jay Chou.

1. In the Name of Father-Ye Huimei Song: Singer in the Name of Father: Jay Chou Album: Looking for Jay Chou's cool morning dew and wet black skirt. The road is foggy, and my father is whispering helpless consciousness, which can only be more cruel. Everything is for the way to the temple, and the lingering fog disappears. Whoever walks gently stops before crying, and the bullet that passed through takes away the temperature. We all have criminals, and I can decide who is right and who should be guilty. Want to sleep, the argument can't be solved. Shut your mouth in the endless night. The only favor that stands in your way is guilt and regret. No way back also ruled in the name of his father that there was no proper vocabulary, just like staring at the complete darkness with a smile to stop the spread of tragedy would make me Shen Zui * bow my head and kiss my left hand in exchange for a promise of forgiveness. The old organ has always been accompanied by black curtains in the corner. The sun was blown by the wind, and the sunlight penetrated into the group of animals that I tamed. Silent cry, silent cry, loneliness began to ferment, laughing at me, memories gradually spread, and the once innocent picture was cruel and gentle. Come and pray with us? # Merciful Heavenly Father, I have fallen into a country where I can't see evil. Please forgive my conceit. No one can say that this honor is unbearable. There is a loneliness engraved behind it. I closed my eyes and saw the picture of that dream. The sky is foggy. My father took my hand and repeated the quiet stone road in Walking in the morning. # (merciful father, I have fallen into a country where I can't see evil. Please forgive me. My ego is engraved with loneliness) Repeat # That mottled family emblem, I rubbed the lonely light all night, and I realized that the candlelight kept shaking. The owl looked from the windowsill at the long corridor leading to the hall in the distance. There is no noise around me, only peace. It's just dawn 2. Qilixiang-"Qilixiang" Song: Qilixiang Singer: Jay Chou Album: Qilixiang Qilixiang Composer: Jay Chou Lyrics: The sparrow outside Vincent Square Window is charged. You have a big mouth on the steel pipe. It feels like summer when I say this sentence. The pencil in your hand moves back and forth on the paper. I use a few lines to describe who you are. Both the cat and you want to know the taste of first love, so we found the warm sunshine, like fresh strawberries just picked. You said you couldn't bear to eat this feeling. My love overflowed all night under the rain, just like the leaves in the yard and my thoughts. A few words of right and wrong can't make me hot. Love calms you down. You appeared on every page of my poem, and it rained all night. My love overflows like rain. Butterflies on the windowsill are like beautiful chapters in poetry. Then I wrote at the end of the poem that I love you forever. You are the only thing I want to know. Full ears of rice are the joy of this season, and your cheeks are like ripe tomatoes in the field. You suddenly told me that Qilixiang's name is beautiful, and I just want to kiss your stubborn mouth at the moment. 3. Chopin's Nocturne in November. Words: Vincent Fang Qu: A group of bloodthirsty ants in Jay Chou were attracted by carrion. I looked at the lonely scenery with a straight face. Without you, love and hate begin to be clear. What is there to care about losing you? When pigeons no longer symbolize peace, I finally remembered feeding vultures in the square. I use beautiful rhymes to describe the plundered love. Dark clouds began to cover the night sky. The echoes of funerals in the park are flying all over the sky to send you white. Roses will wither in a pure black environment. The crow is surprisingly quiet on the branch. Listen to me quietly. My black coat wants to warm your increasingly cold memory of the life you have lived. There is fog all around. When I am old, in an empty cemetery, I still love you. I serenade Chopin for you in memory of my dead lover. Sounds like the night wind. My heart is broken. My hand tapped on the keyboard. I am very careful where you are buried. Let the ghost serenade Chopin for you to commemorate my dead love, while I play the piano for you incognito in the moonlight, and your heartbeat still feels so warm and close. I missed your bright red lip prints, and those dragonflies with broken wings were scattered in this forest, but there was no sympathy in my eyes. Without you, my tears are cloudy, and I even have a shadow smile. The wind laughed at my sadness on the mossy roof. The dry well of water, I describe my regretful love with beautiful fonts. I serenade Chopin for you in memory of my dead lover. My heart is broken like the night wind. My hands are soft on the keyboard. I really miss you. The place where you are buried is called the nether world to serenade Chopin for you to commemorate my dead love, while I play the piano for you anonymously in the moonlight, and the feeling of your heartbeat is still so warm and close. Look at your bright red lip prints. Thousands of miles away-"Still" singer: Jay Chou/Yu-Ching Fei album: The eaves are still like cliffs, and the wind chimes are like the sea. When I wait for Yan to return, I plan to perform an accident. You walk away quietly. The story can't be separated from the fog outside the city, and the dialogue can't be seen clearly. You can't hear the wind. I woke up from my dream and opened the window sill. The future as thin as cicada's wings can't stand who will tear you down and send you thousands of miles away. Maybe love shouldn't be too far away. I'll send you away. It's hard to guess whether you are still playing the piano outside the mountain. Life and death are hard to guess. You have to spend your whole life waiting for the sound of tears to find pear flowers in the forest. I have to wait for a line of moss days before I can go into the forest to find pears. I am waiting for you in a glass of white and transparent dust. Your flawless love is poetic and comes from the sadness in the rain. Now I'm wet. I am still on the surface of the lotus, but you don't come back. The flowers you said are covered with years. Open the past and wake up in a blank dream. Who opened the ending on the windowsill? The future is as thin as cicada's wings. Who will tear you down and send you thousands of miles away? You may not fall in love too far away. I will send you away from the end of the world. It's hard to guess whether you are alive or dead ... I'll send you thousands of miles away. You may not fall in love too far away. I will send you away from the end of the world. Are you still there? It's hard to guess where the piano came from. It takes a lifetime to wait. 5. Chrysanthemum Platform-"Still Fan Texi" Your tears are pale, and the pale moon is curved and hooked. The past night was too long and condensed into frost. Who is cold and desperate in the attic? The rain gently beat against the scarlet window. My life was blown down on the paper by the wind, and my dream turned into a wisp of fragrance in the distance. Your face is scattered in the wind. Chrysanthemum is full of injuries. Your smile turned yellow and the flowers broke my heart. My heart is lying quietly. The north wind is chaotic, the night is still early, and your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone on the lake. Pairs of flowers have fallen into the bright and withered world at night. Fate is unbearable. I'm afraid you can't go ashore for the rest of your life. The hoof of our country is crazy, and the vicissitudes of life are dim. You sigh all night, so euphemistically, the chrysanthemum is in tears. Your smile turned yellow and the flowers were heartbroken. My heart is lying quietly. The north wind is still young at night, and your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone in pairs on the lake. Your smile turned yellow, the flowers fell, and my heart was broken. My heart is lying quietly in the north wind, and your shadow is still young in the night, leaving me alone in pairs on the lake.