The lyrics of Jay Chou's new song.

Problem description:

1. Jay Chou thousands of miles away.

2. Compendium of Materia Medica Jay Chou

Everyone agrees, but this is Jay Chou.

4. Red imitates Jay Chou

5. Huangsha Jay Chou

6. Rainy night (the whole city wears a golden flower ending song) Jay Chou

7. The sky in Jay Chou is gray.

8. Listen to your mother, Jay Chou.

9. Unknown Volume Jay Chou

10. I will take you to the end.

Analysis:

Album title: Still Fan Texi.

Singer: Jay Chou

Record company: Alpha Records.

Issue date: September 5, 2006

Album language: Mandarin album CD+DVD

Imagination is still infinite, feeling is still endless, and music is still Fan Texi. ..

Jay Chou's latest album "Still Fan Texi" has created endless new elements. "Imagination is still infinite, feeling is still endless, and music is still Fan Texi" is his insistence on music style. That's why the new album is called Still Fan Texi.

Jay Chou, who leads the trend of pop music in China, invited Yu-Ching Fei, the representative of Chinese style, to lead the first chorus "A Thousand Miles Away", composed by Fang Wensen and Jay Chou, plus an unexpected duet-the bel canto of Yu-Ching Fei and R & amp；; of Jay Chou; B singing, such a surprising spark!

Another new song, Compendium of Materia Medica, was written by Jay Chou in the name of traditional Chinese medicine and sung in Minnan. The lyrics are a bit ironic, and he even expressed the hope that he could become a near-re-embodiment Hua Tuo in music. As for the new song MV, it takes a lot of effort to shoot. The scene is the feeling of Broadway, and even small zombies appear in the MV.

⊙ Jay's photo show chest muscles are "still Fan Texi" after five years! The blue antique "Bat Chariot" looks great in the mirror!

Photographing, contrasting modeling and super conflict show the destruction and prosperity of a city.

Jay Chou's music and pictures have always been closely linked. The latest album "Still Fan Texi" not only brings you endless beautiful imagination in music, but also leads you to travel through time and space when taking pictures, once in the ruins of extreme destruction and once in the bustling streets of gorgeous retro! Challenge everyone's visual nerve, create "Jay-style aesthetics" in modeling, and highlight the "conflict" and "drama" that contrast with the background of the photo! Especially after the album "Fan Texi", after five years, Jay Chou once again showed his chest muscles and showed his man side, which is really rare! In the latest album "Still Fan Texi", this photo coincides with his second album "Fan Texi"!

Jay Chou's latest album "Still Fan Texi" has been exposed first! This photo shows the contrast between "extremely destructive" and "extremely prosperous". Jay Chou said: "This photo is to show the destruction and prosperity of a city and express the concept of overlooking hope at the lowest tide, so everyone will see two visual effects of destruction and prosperity in the photo!" The most destructive parts are like Jay Chou's topless photos, including dangerous bridges, old chimneys, ruins, smoke and so on. As a computer post-production; The most prosperous part is the gorgeous retro street that cost more than 2 million yuan and took 10 days to build, such as Broadway Musical Street and Brooklyn Hip-hop Black Street. In fact, it was created by Jay Chou's imagination, so the staff called it "Jielun Street". The words "Jay Chou Show" lit up on the street sign at the beginning of the Chinese lamp, and the windmill decorated with neon lights also appeared. The staff are also surprised by this fantastic world, and they have picked up cameras to take pictures, even Mama Zhou, who loves photography, is no exception! After the release of the new album, fans will experience and gallop in Jay Chou's Fan Texi Music Studio! Interestingly, Jay has an antique blue sports car as old as himself (1979 Chevrolet). This time Jay also brought this nickname "Bat Chariot" into the mirror, which is very handsome and cool! !

The new album "Still Fan Texi" coincides with Jay Chou's second album "Fan Texi"! For example, this topless photo of Jay Chou shows his chest muscles, just like "Fan Texi". After a lapse of five years, after the experience of this period of music and movies, Jay Chou is more comfortable naked in front of the camera, full of the artist's confidence and calmness! Coincidentally, the idea of album title "Still Fan Texi" came into being after taking photos, and this coincidence was discovered later. Coincidentally, not only that, but a song "Listen to Mom" in the new album just echoes "Dad, I'm Back" in Fan Texi! All coincidences show that Still Fan Texi is still full of Jay Chou's unique style.

In the past, Jay Chou always used the name "Poet" as the model of the album, and the choice and collocation of clothes were not forged by others. This time, in order to concentrate more on his own music and direct the MV, he found Paul to cooperate with him, hoping that through different ideas, we can arouse new sparks! Paul, an advertising stylist, designed different shapes for the photo scene, and the clothing and background showed "conflict" and "drama"! Because there are many retro scenes, this time, the way to wear an antique suit is particularly fashionable! For example, Jay Chou's gray-and-white suit in Jay Street has a ruffled design and a yellow belt, but it looks like it is in New Jack City. The details of modeling are also very particular. Many accessories are "destroyed → reorganized → reprocessed", like white gloves with half palms; Or a bracelet made of a ring on a necklace …, all of which are unique modeling ideas! It is bound to set off another trend of teenagers' dressing!

The paper quality of the album Still Fan Texi has been specially treated. In many places, the paper of "Te Duo Long" creates a metallic texture and increases the collection value! So fans must buy genuine albums.

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0 1. Chapter VII Night

1983 alley 65438+ February sunny

Chapter 7 night typewriter continue to push

Close to the next line of facts

The fog of heather pipe drifted to the withered tree.

Cry to me silently

The circular square next to Baker Street.

The armored knight is back.

Iris's badge is slightly brighter.

The sound of a driverless carriage

Visit late at night

Evil in Victoria's moonlight

A bloody opening

Disappearing pistol, blackened cane, melted wax figure

Who's not there? The illusion of symbols on jewelry boxes

Contradictions led to his death.

The evidence was perfectly covered up.

Laughing at Scotland Yard's rising corners of the mouth.

Female voice: If evil is a gorgeous and cruel sport.

Then justice is a deep and helpless melancholy.

Female voice: I'll write it myself.

Then I will light the light in the ashes.

Female voice: The gentle breeze of the morning sun blew away the last sadness.

Then raindrops will wash away the dark walls.

Female voice: Dark and serene.

(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.

Method method method method method method.

Morality, morality and law

Through the swamp of human nature, who really deliberately does not get dirty?

We can forget and forgive.

But we must know the truth.

Moving iron bed

The last picture is 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.

Female voice: If evil is a gorgeous and cruel sport.

Female voice: I'll write it myself.

(The typewriter stops at the killer's name and I turn around)

(The night sky at Westminster Abbey begins to boil)

Black ink dyed peacefully.

If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement,

I'll write the ending myself.

The morning light and the breeze blew away the last sadness.

Black ink dyed peacefully.

02. Listen to your mother.

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.

I leaned against the wall and recited my ABC.

I said I wanted a big plane.

I have an old screw machine.

Why do you listen to your mother?

When you grow up, you will begin to understand this kind of words, huh?

When I grew up, I began to understand why I

Run faster than others and fly higher than others.

Everyone will read my cartoons in the future.

Everyone sings my songs.

Mom's hard work won't let you see.

Is it something tender in her heart?

Hold her hand more often when you are free.

Sleepwalking hand in hand.

Listen to my mother.

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.

Music is your trump card in the future.

That ace is in love, and I don't want to be influenced by you

Let's listen to mom and fall in love in the future.

I know your future path. Why do you know better than me?

You write here because too many students are studying.

But I'm here, mom. I will study hard.

How can you say it from my mouth if you study hard?

Do I want you to study hard because I don't want you to lose?

You should take good care of the brush your mother gave you.

Because don't tell me, tell him I still have it.

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 your love letter.

Admit what you like.

Because I will understand that you will lock her up in Cao's court.

You will start to like singing 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.

When I grew up, I began to understand why I

Run faster than others and fly higher than others.

Everyone will read my cartoons in the future.

Everyone sings my songs.

Mom's hard work won't let you see.

Is it something tender in her heart?

Hold her hand more often when you are free.

Sleepwalking hand in hand.

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.

03. Thousands of miles away

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.

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.

Hearing the tears, I went into the forest to find pear white, and I had to find a line of moss.

It's raining outside the mountain, and my sideburns are gray

Hearing the tears, I went into the forest to find pear white, and I had to find a line of moss.

Outside the mountain, I'll wait for you.

A glass is white and transparent dust, and your flawless love.

You came from the rain and poeticized your sadness. I am wet now.

Lotus is still here, but you don't come back.

Covered by years, the flowers you mentioned have gone blank.

Who wakes up and opens the window sill?

The future as thin as a cicada can't stand who will tear it down.

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.

04. Compendium of Materia Medica

If Hua Tuo is reincarnated,

Chongyang has been cured.

Foreigners come to learn China classics.

Give play to national consciousness

Semen Strychni, Semen Cassiae and Fructus Xanthii should use lotus seeds.

Huang Yaoshi, bitter beans and Lian, 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 have a carefree expression.

You can't learn to dominate by yourself.

You mourn in pain. Open your mouth. This Hua Tuo was reincarnated, waiting for it to wake up.

My expression is carefree, probably spreading the internal forces of the dynasty in calligraphy books.

The outcome of the first dialogue of the hero swinging in block letters determines who is good.

What Dan makes, what pills make.

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.

Chuanxiong and earthworm have crossed the rivers and lakes.

We can't lose the hard work of these ancestors.

Fighting for a lamp is fighting for a lamp to sing together.

Fight for only one lamp, fight for only one lamp. hey

Let me choose a folk prescription to treat your internal injuries.

China, rooted for thousands of years, has power that others don't know!

I have a carefree expression.

You can't learn to dominate by yourself.

You mourn in pain. Open your mouth. This Hua Tuo was reincarnated, waiting for it to wake up.

My expression is carefree, probably spreading the internal forces of the dynasty in calligraphy books.

The outcome of the first dialogue of the hero swinging in block letters determines who is good.

retreat

The sky is as gloomy as crying.

After leaving you

Clouds are not freer.

Imaginary air

Embroider our distance

The end of the cone heart

It can't be reminded like breathing.

A diary with a yellow drawer

Found the memory.

That smile is summer.

Your past and mine.

Being interpreted really forgets.

Love after hypoxia

Careless tears are unnecessary.

I know neither you nor I are wrong.

I just forgot how to step back.

The promise has been made.

But it was hollowed out by time.

I know we're all fine.

It's better to let go

The most beautiful love memories.

06. Moulin Rouge

Hey ~ Who taught you guitar?

Ah ~ I was born.

Uh ~P

Chinese style song

Has passed away.

Is it good or bad?

Brilliant life is the clearest.

From the lady singing to the nunchakus answering until it is like snow.

This is the style of the first couple in China, but it is China's.

Stick to style, I live in my world.

When anyone is over three, I always deliberately play the devil's advocate.

Surprise is my character.

Even if I stand on the top of the mountain, I am just a civilian.

I already have two fans in front of me, namely courage and perseverance.

I want to be the emperor of music.

Hem, hem, hem, hem.

It doesn't take much effort to laugh at my arrival.

The road surrounded by others

But I chose the desert because I named it conceit.

The ending is more interesting

There is only one word left.

The lyrics are a little confusing.

Because I chose to face myself.

Whether sad or right.

Because this is not parting.

If you feel your feet

Should stand up and face it.

Want to dry, blow with the wind

Don't bake your back.

If it's getting dark.

How to divide it when you go back?

Why did you write this song?

I can't find anything yet, but listen carefully.

Because I think this song is meaningful.

If your future can only fear the fog in front of you.

Let's ask you first, if you haven't closed an opportunity.

Used to go on.

At least let me clarify it for you.

It often makes me feel that there is only one sun in the universe.

Why do I have so many shadows?

Friends who like imitation like my direction.

Full of hope

I'm worried about this cruel picture

Don't make me look down on you.

finally

It is just a stage in itself.

Look at yourself.

The control teacher is talking.

Are you listening or not?

I told you to be yourself.

No one is in a hurry.

The biggest enemy.

It is the inner self.

07. Heart Rain

The crescent moon at the top

By the white bamboo fence

I think she told me.

It's like a painting here.

Last year's Christmas card.

Your memory is expanding.

The movie started without her.

I'm still playing dumb

Make me a bowl of tea.

Learn to play with it.

But there is an empty home under the tree.

Stay on the phone, but don't wait for her.

The rain in my heart is pouring down.

Don't get her hair wet.

Care printed on postcards

That kind of sadness has no time difference.

The rain in my heart is pouring down.

But she has never been caught in the rain.

The cold wind passed through the branches and buds in the yard.

It also cooled the worries in my hands.

08. White windmill

White windmill

Quiet innocence

Real feelings

As far away as a dream

Sweet sea water

Complex tears

Look at the way you giggle.

Hold my hand.

Dreams and hopes have no end.

Let's take a walk here.

Because I don't want to end this happiness too soon.

Unfortunately, there is no good news.

But loving you is not lonely.

Won't make you cry again

I will accompany you to the end.

Can you not look back?

You hold me tight

Say you don't need commitment

You said I would be more free alone.

I don't understand what you said.

I won't let go anyway.

I will accompany you to the end.

Can you not think too much?

Will you hold hands?

At the end of the day.

You said never to meet again, just for a moment.

Thank you for letting me hear.

Because I will wait forever

09. The corners of your mouth

Slightly upturned

Sexy and hopeless

Can't imagine

Such a heartbeat

You want everything.

Happy surprise

Holy prayer

I'll give you the signal number.

I installed a crane with you ~

The most indispensable thing here is people ~

Do you remember?

Give me a hug.

The candle is burning.

With the frivolous eyes in my dream.

Try for a few seconds.

About your dance.

You wriggle your waist lazily.

Unable to stand

You laugh in the wind.

It smells of rosemary.

Leave the mint-flavored coquetry

Send me a signal of love

You are as elegant as a cat.

Walk gently

The sweet spread and fermentation of love

Ambiguous love is just right

~~~~~

Happy surprise

Holy prayer

I'll give you the signal number.

I installed a crane with you ~

The most indispensable thing here is people ~

Do you remember?

Give me a hug.

The candle is burning.

With the frivolous eyes in my dream.

Try for a few seconds.

About your dance.

You wriggle your waist lazily.

Unable to stand

You laugh in the wind.

It smells of rosemary.

Leave the mint-flavored coquetry

Send me a signal of love

You are as elegant as a cat.

Walk gently

The sweet spread and fermentation of love

Ambiguous love is just right

10. Chrysanthemum terrace

Your tears are weak and hurt, and the pale moon bends down to seize the past.

The night is too long and condenses into frost. Who is cold and desperate in the attic?

The rain sighed softly at the scarlet window, and I leaned on the paper and was blown by the wind.

Dreams turn into a wisp of fragrance in the distance, and your face drifts with the wind.

The chrysanthemums are burning, and your smile turns yellow.

My heart is broken and my heart is lying quietly.

Gently shaken by the wind, your shadow keeps cutting.

Leave me alone on the lake.

Flowers have been injured and fallen into the brilliant and withered market.

Touch the firewood and worry about splitting it in half.

I'm afraid you'll never get ashore and keep shaking.

Whose hooves rattle me, and my uniform growls with vicissitudes of life.

There is a light, and you sigh gently all night, which is so euphemistic.

The chrysanthemums are burning, and your smile turns yellow.

My heart is broken and my heart is lying quietly.

Gently shaken by the wind, your shadow keeps cutting.

Leave me alone on the lake.

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