Lyrics of red imitation by Jay Chou(zhou jie lun hong mo fang ge ci )

Ouch, who taught you guitar

Oh, I was born with it. You don't know

Ouch, fart

Chinese style songs are on the increase

Is it good or bad? Fang Wenshan knows best

From Niangzi to shuangjiecuan

The east wind breaks like snow

It's been consistent all the way

A variety of music styles love Chinese style alone

I insist on style

I live in my world, no one can talk

It's my nature to play the opposite

Surprise is my personality

Even if I stand on the top of the mountain

It's just a civilian

But there will be two spaces on my shoulder

That is courage and perseverance

I want to be the emperor of music

Hum, ha, ha, ha, ha

Hum, ha, ha, ha, ha

It's easy to go downhill

Others have already paved the way for you

But I chose to go uphill because I named myself conceit

Modesty and hypocrisy are only one word apart

Sometimes it's a little confusing

Because I like who I am

I can't retreat because it's not the green leaves

If it's just embellishment, I'd like to be a bright moon

The grass is waiting for the wind. Don't rely on your back

If it would be very dark, I would ask Chang'e to go to the moon

Why write this song

I can't find a motive yet

But listen carefully

You'll find it more meaningful

If you're afraid of the future

There was a mist before my eyes

That's because you didn't clean your glasses

Go on bravely, this song will accompany you

I often think that there is only one sun in the universe

Why do I have so many shadows

Conquering illusions is just like me

Friends who like to imitate

Worship is a good thing

Appreciation is a virtue

But I'm worried about walking behind me

People will not see you

In the end, it's just one after another

Is this kind of encouragement too direct and ironic

Is the teacher listening or not

I tell you that being yourself is better than being too close

The greatest enemy is the inner self

It's not because I can't retreat

If it's just embellishment, I'd like to be a bright moon

The grass is waiting for the wind. Don't rely on your back

If it would be very dark, I would ask Chang'e to go to the moon

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Oh, good

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Oh, long time no see

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Ouch, I mean

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

When you have nothing to say, you can ouch

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Chinese PinYin : Zhou Jie Lun Hong Mo Fang Ge Ci