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Jay - Exclamation Point.

Words: Fang Wenshan Music: Jay Chou.

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Over the hills, over the dumb mouth, the air in the clouds is thin.

There is a lot of hostility on this street, and the smoke and gunpowder can't fill me.

The air raids were wordy to me.

The alarm is to give you time to go.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !!

Going down the slope and never walking, I woke up against the wind.

I was silent, I didn't talk much, and I didn't speak until I won.

Evenly matched is called battle.

Hopefully, you're a decent opponent.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !!

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow Create the runway on your own Wow.

View of high-rise buildings Unknown street.

Neon Invasion vulgarized it all.

Right and wrong face off across the road.

I dominate my own world.

Write horizontally who is high-spirited.

Never give up, go beyond it, crush right and wrong.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !! Depend on.

Wow, leaning on the windmill on the edge of the field, singing the song of his childhood.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion ripening season.

Unfamiliar land with reeds that grow will not be beautiful in winter.

We are all trying to find our own land.

The diary that was soaked in the rain The naivety of catching the scratches of the autumn cicadas.

If we can laugh very happily right now, it's the swings and the swallows chasing in the sunset.

Why do you want to leave the good things in the past.

Just laugh at it.

If you want to see the sea, you will leave regrets and raise the sails Some pictures can be browsed without relying on focal length.

If you want to hug, you have to scream, and if life is just a glass of water, you have to boil to pride.

If you want to be happy, you have to know how to give up, some things can be done hard, and the ending is left to the story.

Wow, leaning on the windmill on the edge of the field, singing the song of his childhood.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion season.

Wow, leaning on the white lotus in the pond to listen to the joy of insects.

This feeling will not be mottled, it will only become more profound.

Singing in the field The arc of dreams never stops.

Wow, relying on the sunny days in the story, etc., persistence, hard work, and bravery, they fell one by one.

Take advantage of the season of youth to let go of your commitment to yourself again.

Encyclopedia. But it doesn't look like the song it was advertised for.

Wow by lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Composer: Jay Chou.

Wow, leaning on the windmill on the edge of the field, singing the song of his childhood.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion ripening season.

Unfamiliar land, reeds that grow, will it still be beautiful in winter, we are all trying to find our own land.

The diary that was soaked in the rain The naivety of catching the scratches of the autumn cicadas.

If we can laugh very happily now, it is still the swing and the swallow chasing in the sunset, why should we leave the good things in the past.

Just laugh at it.

If you want to see the sea, you can drop your regrets and raise the sails Some pictures can be browsed not by focus, and if you want to hug, you have to scream If life is just a glass of water, you must also boil to pride and know how to give up if you want to be happy.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion season.

Wow, leaning on the white lotus in the pond to listen to the joy of insects.

This feeling will not be mottled, it will only become more profound.

Singing in the field The arc of dreams never stops.

Wow, relying on the sunny days in the story, etc., persevering, fighting, and bravely falling one by one, taking advantage of the season of youth in full bloom, and once again letting go of the promise to yourself.

It's [Wow].-

Over the hills, over the dumb mouth, the air in the clouds is thin This street is hostile, the smoke can't fill me, the air raid is a kind of wordiness to me, and the alarm is to give you time to go, wow, burn to the limit by perseverance, wow, roar to the sky by fighting spirit, wow, create the runway by yourself, rely on !! Rely on perseverance to burn to the limit, wow, rely on fighting spirit, roar in the sky, wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !! Going down the slope Never walk against the wind woke me up I was silent I didn't talk much I only spoke when I won I was evenly matched to call the battle what about hope, you are a decent opponent Wow Burn to the limit by perseverance Wow Roar by fighting spirit Wow Create your own runway by yourself Rely on !!

Rely on perseverance to burn to the limit, wow, rely on fighting spirit, roar in the sky, wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !! Wow, burning to the limit by perseverance Wow, roaring in the sky by fighting spirit, wow, creating the runway by yourself, wow, relying on the view of high-rise buildings, unknown streets, neon invasion, vulgarity, all this, right and wrong, across the intersection of the duel, I dominate my own world, write horizontally, who is high-spirited, never give up, to surpass, to smash right and wrong, wow, to burn by perseverance, wow, to roar in the sky, wow, to create the runway by yourself, to !! Rely on perseverance to burn to the limit, wow, rely on fighting spirit, roar in the sky, wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !! Depend on.

Jay - Exclamation Point.

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan Composer: Jay Chou.

Over the hills, over the dumb mouth.

The air in the clouds is thin.

There is a lot of hostility on this street.

The smoke doesn't fill me.

The air raids were wordy to me.

The alarm is to give you time to go.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !!

Straight slope never goes.

Woke me up against the wind.

I was silent and didn't say much.

Don't open your mouth until you win.

Evenly matched is called battle.

Hopefully, you're a decent opponent.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !!

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow Create the runway on your own Wow.

View of high-rise buildings Unknown street.

Neon Invasion vulgarized it all.

Right and wrong face off across the road.

I dominate my own world.

Write horizontally who is high-spirited.

Never give up, go beyond it, crush right and wrong.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, lean, lean.

Over the hills, over the dumb mouth, the air in the clouds is thin.

There is a lot of hostility on this street, and the smoke and gunpowder can't fill me.

The air raids were wordy to me.

The alarm is to give you time to go.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !!

Going down the slope and never walking, I woke up against the wind.

I was silent, I didn't talk much, and I didn't speak until I won.

Evenly matched is called battle.

Hopefully, you're a decent opponent.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !!

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow Create the runway on your own Wow.

View of high-rise buildings Unknown street.

Neon Invasion vulgarized it all.

Right and wrong face off across the road.

I dominate my own world.

Write horizontally who is high-spirited.

Never give up, go beyond it, crush right and wrong.

Wow, burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, create the runway on your own, rely on !!

Burn to the limit with perseverance.

Wow, roar up to the sky with fighting spirit.

Wow, run to the goal at high speed, rely on !! Depend on.

I guess that's it, I've copied it.

Wow by lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Composer: Jay Chou.

Wow, leaning on the windmill on the edge of the field, singing the song of his childhood.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion ripening season.

Unfamiliar land, reeds that grow, will it still be beautiful in winter, we are all trying to find our own land.

The diary that was soaked in the rain The naivety of catching the scratches of the autumn cicadas.

If we can laugh very happily now, it is still the swing and the swallow chasing in the sunset, why should we leave the good things in the past.

Just laugh at it.

If you want to see the sea, you will leave regrets and raise the sails Some pictures can be browsed not by focal length, and if you want to hug, you have to scream Life if it is just.

The version that is popular on the Internet I don't know if it's true or not, but the lyrics are good, and I feel like Fang Wenshan.

Wow. Lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Composer: Jay Chou.

Wow, leaning on the windmill on the edge of the field, singing the song of his childhood.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion ripening season.

Unfamiliar land with reeds that grow will not be beautiful in winter.

We are all trying to find our own land.

The diary that was soaked in the rain The naivety of catching the scratches of the autumn cicadas.

If we can laugh very happily right now, it's the swings and the swallows chasing in the sunset.

Why do you want to leave the good things in the past.

Just laugh at it.

If you want to see the sea, you will leave regrets and raise the sails Some pictures can be browsed without relying on focal length.

If you want to hug, you have to scream, and if life is just a glass of water, you have to boil to pride.

If you want to be happy, you have to know how to give up, some things can be done hard, and the ending is left to the story.

Wow, leaning on the windmill on the edge of the field, singing the song of his childhood.

What color should be dyed on the folded dream.

It's more suitable for flying in the dandelion season.

Wow, leaning on the white lotus in the pond to listen to the joy of insects.

This feeling will not be mottled, it will only become more profound.

Singing in the field The arc of dreams never stops.

Wow, relying on the sunny days in the story, etc., persistence, hard work, and bravery, they fell one by one.

Take advantage of the season of youth to let go of your commitment to yourself again.

It hasn't been officially released yet, and Jay Chou's pronunciation is not very accurate, so there are no authoritative lyrics.

Not yet, but soon.

It will be known in a month at most.

Stranded The sky has not cleared for a long time.

Still with your smile.

I cried but couldn't bury my guilt.

The kite ran aground on a cloudy day.

Miss is still waiting for rescue.

I pulled the thread to review the tenderness you gave.

The loneliness of being exposed to the sun.

Laugh at me and can't afford to make promises.

How could you have forgiven me?

I could only read the dialogue forever.

Read about the hurt I gave you.

I can't forgive me.

Treat me as if I am no longer there.

I opened my eyes and looked blank.

Forget what you expect from me.

Read the dependencies.

I left soon.

The sky has not cleared up for a long time.

Still with your smile.

I cried but couldn't bury my guilt.

The kite ran aground on a cloudy day.

Miss is still waiting for rescue.

I pulled the thread to review the tenderness you gave.

The loneliness of being exposed to the sun.

Laugh at me and can't afford to make promises.

How could you have forgiven me?

I could only read the dialogue forever.

Read about the hurt I gave you.

I can't forgive me.

Treat me as if I am no longer there.

I opened my eyes and looked blank.

Forget what you expect from me.

Read the dependencies.

I'm very soon. I could only read the dialogue forever.

Read about the hurt I gave you.

I can't forgive me.

Treat me as if I am no longer there.

I opened my eyes and looked blank.

Forget what you expect from me.

Read the dependencies.

I left soon.

Stranded, but your lyrics are very wrong, and the sky that hasn't cleared for a long time still keeps your smile.

I cried but couldn't bury my guilt.

The kite ran aground on a cloudy day.

Miss is still waiting for rescue.

I pulled the thread to review the tenderness you gave.

The loneliness of being exposed to the sun.

Laugh at me and can't afford to make promises.

How could you have forgiven me?

I could only read the dialogue forever.

Read the hurt I gave you.

I can't forgive me.

Treat me as if I am no longer there.

I opened my eyes and looked blank.

I forgot what you expected of me.

Read the dependencies.

I left soon.