曲: 周杰倫
词: 方文山

这蜿蜒的微笑
拥抱山丘溪流跟风唱起歌
我像田园诗人般解读眼前的生活
麦田弯腰低头在垂钓温柔
这整座山谷都是风笛手
我在哑口聆听传说跟著童话故事走

远方的风车　远距离诉说　
那幸福在深秋　满满的被收割
老仓库的角落　我们数著　
一麻袋的爱跟快乐　初恋的颜色

我牵着你的手经过　种麦芽糖的山坡
香浓的诱惑　你脸颊微热　吐气在我的耳朵
摘下麦芽糖熟透　我醒来还笑着
开心的　被黏手　我满嘴　都是糖果

牵著你的手经过　种麦芽糖的山坡
甜蜜的四周　我低头害羞　我们愉快的梦游
我在草地上喝著　麦芽糖酿的酒
鲜嫩的　小时候　我好想　再咬一口

我满嘴 都是糖果 我好想 再咬一口

---Pinyin---

qǔ : zhōu jié lún
cí : fāng wén shān

zhè wān yán de wēi xiào
yōng bào shān qiū xī liú gēn fēng chàng qǐ gē
wǒ xiàng tián yuán shī rén bān jiě dú yǎn qián de shēng huó
mài tián wān yāo dī tóu zài chuí diào wēn róu
zhè zhěng zuò shān gǔ dōu shì fēng dí shǒu
wǒ zài yǎ kǒu líng tīng chuán shuō gēn zhe tóng huà gù shi zǒu

yuǎn fāng de fēng chē 　 yuǎn jù lí sù shuō 　
nà xìng fú zài shēn qiū 　 mǎn mǎn de bèi shōu gē
lǎo cāng kù de jiǎo luò 　 wǒ men shù zhe 　
yì má dài de ài gēn kuài lè 　 chū liàn de yán sè

wǒ qiān zhe nǐ de shǒu jīng guò 　 zhǒng mài yá táng de shān pō
xiāng nóng de yòu huò 　 nǐ liǎn jiá wēi rè 　 tǔ qì zài wǒ de ěr duo
zhāi xià mài yá táng shóu tòu 　 wǒ xǐng lái hái xiào zhe
kāi xīn de 　 bèi nián shǒu 　 wǒ mǎn zuǐ 　 dōu shì táng guǒ

qiān zhe nǐ de shǒu jīng guò 　 zhǒng mài yá táng de shān pō
tián mì de sì zhōu 　 wǒ dī tóu hài xiū 　 wǒ men yú kuài de mèng yóu
wǒ zài cǎo dì shàng hē zhe 　 mài yá táng niàng de jiǔ
xiān nèn de 　 xiǎo shí hou 　 wǒ hǎo xiǎng 　 zài yǎo yì kǒu

wǒ mǎn zuǐ dōu shì táng guǒ wǒ hǎo xiǎng zài yǎo yì kǒu

---Engtrans---

Music: Jay Chou
Lyrics: Vincent Fang

This meandering smile
Embracing the hills and creeks, singing with the wind
I'm like a poet of the countryside, analyzing the life before me
The cornfields stoop, lowering their heads; fishing for gentleness
This entire valley is occupied with bamboo flute players
With my hoarse throat, I'm listening to legends, following in the fairytales

The windmills in the distance, speak from a distance
That kind of happiness at the height of autumn, is fully harvested
In the corner of the old storehouse, we are counting
A burlap sack of love and happiness, and the color of first love

Holding your hand, we pass by a hillside that grows maltose (candy)
A dense and fragrant temptation, and your warm cheeks, breathes into my ears
Picking the ripened maltose candy; I'm still smiling after I've awakened
Happy to have a sticky hand, and my mouth filled with candy

Holding your hand, we pass by a hillside that grows maltose (candy)
Surrounded by bliss, I shyly lower my head, as we dreamt along happily
I'm on the grass, drinking a maltose wine
My fresh and sweet childhood; oh how I would like to take another bite

My mouth is filled with candy, oh how I would like to take another bite