The wind is blowing on the mountain road, and all the past scenes are wrong. I feel ashamed to count them carefully. I hurt you a few times—— Jay Chou's "All the Way North" 15. Flipping through our photos, longing looms faintly. Last winter, we laughed sweetly—— Jay Chou's "Excuses" 16. Perhaps time is a cure, and also the poison I am currently taking—— Jay Chou's "Rainbow" 17. The prosperity is like three thousand streams flowing eastward, I only take a spoonful of love to understand—— Hair Like Snow