🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: 麦芽糖 / Mai Ya Tang / Kẹo Mạch Nha - Jay Chou / Châu Kiệt Luân / 周杰伦

 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  我好想 再咬一口
 
 ---Pinyin---
 
 qǔ   zhōu jié lún
  :  fāng wén shān
 
  wān yán de wēi xiào
 yōng bào shān  xī liú gēn fēng chàng qǐ gē
 wǒ xiàng tián yuán shī  bān jiě dú yǎn qián de shēng huó
 mài tián wān yāo dī tóu zài chuí diào  róu
 zhè zhěng zuò shān gǔ dōu shì  dí shǒu
 wǒ zài yǎ kǒu líng tīng chuán shuō gēn zhe tóng  gù shi zǒu
 
 yuǎn fāng de fēng chē  yuǎn jù lí sù shuō 　
 nà xìng fú zài shēn qiū 　 mǎn mǎn de bèi shōu 
 lǎo cāng kù de  luò 　 wǒ men shù zhe 　
 yì má dài  ài gēn kuài lè 　 chū liàn de yán sè
 
 wǒ qiān zhe nǐ de shǒu jīng  　 zhǒng mài yá táng de shān pō
 xiāng nóng  yòu huò 　 nǐ liǎn jiá wēi rè 　 tǔ qì zài wǒ de ěr duo
 zhāi xià mài yá táng shóu tòu 　 wǒ xǐng lái  xiào zhe
 kāi xīn de 　 bèi nián shǒu  wǒ mǎn zuǐ 　 dōu shì táng guǒ
 
 qiān zhe  de shǒu jīng guò 　 zhǒng mài yá táng de shān pō
 tián mì de sì zhōu 　 wǒ dī tóu hài xiū 　 wǒ men  kuài de mèng yóu
 wǒ zài cǎo dì shàng  zhe 　 mài yá táng niàng de jiǔ
 xiān nèn  　 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---
 
  Jay Chou
  Vincent Fang
 
 This  smile
 Embracing the hills and creeks, singing  the wind
 I'm like  poet of the countryside, analyzing the life before me
 The cornfields stoop, lowering their  fishing for gentleness
 This entire valley is occupied with  flute players
 With my hoarse throat, I'm  to legends, following in the fairytales
 
 The windmills  the distance, speak from a distance
 That kind of happiness at the height of autumn, is  harvested
 In the corner of the old storehouse,  are counting
 A burlap sack of love and happiness, and the color  first love
 
 Holding your hand, we pass by a hillside  grows maltose (candy)
 A dense and fragrant temptation, and your warm cheeks, breathes into  ears
 Picking the ripened  candy; I'm still smiling after I've awakened
 Happy to  a sticky hand, and my mouth filled with candy
 
 Holding your hand, we pass by a hillside that grows  (candy)
 Surrounded by bliss, I shyly lower my head,  we dreamt along happily
 I'm  the grass, drinking a maltose wine
 My fresh and sweet  oh how I would like to take another bite
 
 My mouth is  with candy, oh how I would like to take another bite