Come on like JAY, what do you like about Jay

Singer: Jay Chou **: Qilixiang.

Grandmother. Jay.

Today is my grandmother's birthday.

I changed into a vintage suit.

Driving my grandmother around in an antique car.

In the car was her favorite.

Find the time that belongs to her.

Go to the big rice burying wharf and quietly remember all the past events with my grandfather.

Grandma's ripples on her face.

Beautiful but can't hide the oppression.

lost love and only hoped for family affection.

Make up the response. Adults thought that putting six hundred on the table before going out was considered filial piety.

Desperate all day long.

What's the point of making money and caring less.

Grandma her expectations.

Slowly turned into helplessness.

Adults never understood.

What she wants is companionship.

And not six hundred.

It's simpler than what you give.

Grandma, her helplessness.

It can't be turned into expectation.

Only love can understand.

Walking in the Tamsui River provocation.

Listen to her favorites.

Put the warmth back in your pocket.

I remember my grandmother's birthday last year.

My cousin took me and my grandmother to the event.

Her most important award ceremony.

As a result, he didn't get half a prize.

I don't know whether to laugh or not.

I giggled at the camera.

I just feel ridiculous.

I'm sad. But it's not that I'm sad that I didn't win the award.

I'm lost. It's because I was lost when I saw my grandmother lost.

Adults simply can't understand it.

Cousin his intentions.

It seems that if they are pleased, they can completely deny it.

Deny my work.

The decision is in the mood.

They have fun trying to stick to their style.

No surprises, no changes.

I've been listening to it for three years.

I told my grandmother.

I didn't lose. There is no need to change.

My cousin said don't feel sorry.

It's just a game.

As long as grandma thinks it sounds good.

That's encouragement.

My grandmother smiled and said she was proud of me.

A shallow smile.

It makes me feel more honored than winning the award.

This question also came out of the junior high school final exam and the political exam? The question is what kind of spirit Jay Chou's song embodies.

Snail. Composer: Jay Chou.

Lyrics: Jay Chou.

Singing: Xu Ruyun, Qi Qin, Xiong Tianping, Power Train.

Xu: Should we put all kinds of shells aside?

Look for the end ** there is a blue sky.

With the gentle wind gently drifting.

You're so quiet that you don't dare to rest.

Qi: I'm going to climb up step by step.

Wait for the sun to look at its face quietly.

Xu Qi: A small day has big dreams.

Xu: The heavy shell hangs and looks up gently.

Qi: Gently look up).

Xiong: I'm going to climb up one step at a time.

Fly forward at the highest point in the night

Xu: Let the wind dry the tears that flowed through.

Xu Xiong: One day I want my own God.

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Moving: Should we put all kinds of shells aside?

Look for the end ** there is a blue sky.

Xu Xiong: Gently drifting with the gentle wind.

You're so quiet that you don't dare to rest.

Move: I'm going to climb up step by step.

Wait for the sun to look at its face quietly.

Xu: Small days have big dreams.

All kinds of shells are gently looking up.

Qi: I'm going to climb up step by step.

Fly forward at the highest point in the night

Permission: Let the wind dry the tears that have flowed.

Move: Someday I'm going to have my own God.

Tong Sheng: I want to climb up step by step.

Wait for the sun to look at its face quietly.

Tong Xu: Small days have big dreams.

All kinds of shells live a gentle distant view.

Chorus: I'm going to climb up step by step.

Fly forward at the highest point in the night.

Let the wind dry the tears that flowed through.

Someday I'm going to be my God.

Xu: Let the wind dry the tears that flowed through.

Xiong: Someday I'm going to have my own God.

"Chrysanthemum Terrace" is said to be the most meaningful poem written by Fang Wenshan.

In the beginning.

It's because of his singing.

Later, because I liked his songs for a long time.

There is also a lot of attention paid to him.

I've read a lot of reports.

Words about him.

His songs. His films.

His MV his magic.

His piano. His drumming.

His advertisement. His TV...

The liking for him is many, many climbing.

Natural. I will pay attention to him who is different in every aspect.

Filial piety to him. He is a friend.

He loves to be cool.

He loves to play basketball.

He loves to watch Doraemon.

He loves antique cars.

He loves to play nunchucks.

Love movies. He loves magic.

All of him. All of them make people like him unconsciously.

I like it very much, I like it very much...

His talent. I don't think there's any need to say any more.

As long as it's a normal person, you should be able to see it.

Like is involuntary...