What are the songs about homesickness in Jay Chou?

Terraces can also be counted, and they are also environmental protection and the like.

Jay Chou: Terraces.

Album: Ye Huimei

Lyrics: Jay Chou

Composer: Jay Chou

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Wenshan, when you finish writing

I released my next album.

It's okay. Take your time. I'll do this song myself.

Speaking of middle school

Terraces in my hometown

It is the most beautiful green space I have ever seen.

Therefore, I won the best photography award.

I appeared in the photo for no reason.

Everyone who can't write looks like a poet.

I go to school by bus.

Look at the cows grazing outside the window.

Is a kind of unspeakable freedom

Lu Na Bay.

Oh ~ my dear cow

Lu Na Bay.

Na e na ya is black ~ where did she go?

A small ditch next to the noodle restaurant

Keep our dream of growing up.

Skip innocence and jump to harvest time.

People's sweat is mixed with satisfaction and laughter.

It's my most annoying picture now.

This is another exhibition of mine.

Draw an oil painting from memory and get a certificate.

What's the use of encouraging you to remember more, right?

Well, I really want to tear it up and return to nature.

Why are there not many restaurants in the terraced fields?

Live in it and watch western movies.

Several buffaloes turned into paintings and hung on the wall.

It symbolizes the prosperity of people.

A group of tourists occasionally want to see the sightseeing spots outside the window.

But I only see hotels one floor higher than yours.

Lu Na Bay.

Oh ~ my dear cow

Lu Na Bay.

Na e na ya is black ~ where did she go?

Comprehensive utilization according to local conditions, right or wrong?

Selfish Jin Roh: The Wolf Brigade is not chaotic.

Will it be tiring to destroy the natural ecology?

You said cutting down trees for art

Is sauce right or wrong?

You said it was for decoration. What can I do for you?

Can I only use the camera?

Record nature, give photos to the next generation, and let them remember.

Poor and sad forests and green spaces have become documentaries.

I can't smell green, I just like the smell of cigars.

I can't educate you.

I am neither your teacher nor the headmaster.

I can't slap you

... palm ... long ... long ... long speech

You don't want to hear it.

I know, but I can't help it I just want to write

You may never understand.

We are under the microscope.

Will be more realistic and selfish

This art is really hard to understand.