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This is very difficult. The following is the translation of Jay Chou's songs by Du Li, president of Wuhan New Oriental, on February 27th, 2006. Hair like snow is translated into wonderful English for your reference. I guess your teacher already has this thing. You can't be your teacher's homework. :) Just refer to it yourself.

Hair like snow.

Hair is flowing. It's snowing.

I drank my cup and snow.

A crescent moon. Cold and gray.

When my beautiful lady is getting haggard

The cup in my hand.

Rain all kinds of snow and wind.

Who knocked over the old cupboard and caused the dust?

Who messed up my previous life?

Arouse dust and sadness?

How many times have you been reincarnated Can't call back the eyebrows and cry.

Our fate has been written down.

No matter how many times it turns.

You frowned.

Cry for the beauty of time passing by.

Even if history has turned to dust, I can't love it.

Even if history turns to ashes

My love will never die.

Prosperous as three thousand flowing water, I only take a spoonful of butterflies that only love and understand your incarnation.

Among the thousands of people rushing eastward.

I only remember one scoop.

Be obsessed with butterflies

Flapping your afterlife.

You are as beautiful as snow. Who was touched by my burning incense when I left?

Hair is flowing. It's snowing.

Parting needs beauty and sadness.

Whose heart was touched when incense was burning?

Invite the bright moon, make memories bright, and make love perfect in the moonlight.

Invite the bright moon to shine on the past.

It is full. And smart. Love will last forever.

You shed tears like snow, and I am waiting for an old man.

Your hair flutters with the falling snow.

Shed hot tears

Who? In my waiting. I'm getting old.

In the drunken years of the world of mortals, I carved a monument to love you forever without regret.

A little tipsy is the world's red dust,

"No regrets" is a memorial engraved in my heart.