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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

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Phil Ochs

Ballad Of Oxford (Jimmy Meredith)

 

Ballad Of Oxford (Jimmy Meredith)

(专辑: A Toast To Those Who Are Gone - 1986)


I'll sing you a song about a southern town where the devil had his rule
When marshalls faced an angry mob to send one man to school
His name was Jimmy Meredith
The tide he helped to turn
For he chose to stay on that terrible day
The land was soon to learn

There was blood, red blood, on their hands
Yellow dirt on their clothes
What they thought they were doing
Only God and the devil knows
There was hate, cold hate, in their hearts
Shot from their souls like a gun
And as they threw their stones and bricks
They screamed, "see what you have done!"

The governor made a promise he would keep the trouble down
But when the mob got ugly no troopers could be found
And men were filled with hate and fear
They screamed into the night
The rebel flag waved in the air
The symbol of state's rights

There was blood, red blood, on their hands
Yellow dirt on their clothes
What they thought they were doing
Only God and the devil knows

There was hate, cold hate, in their hearts
Shot from their souls like a gun
And as they threw their stones and bricks
They screamed, "see what you have done!"

Gas was fired into the mob after each attack
And though the gas was running low, they never fired back
And when the smoke had cleared and the fury felt it's pain
Two men were dead and a hundred bled
The south had risen again

So listen Mr Barnet, and Mr Walker, too
The times are changing mighty fast, they'll roll right over you
But someday you'll head for the south, to the southern tip of hell
And it's hot down there, white-hot down there
Let's hear your rebel yell

There was blood, red blood, on their hands
Yellow dirt on their clothes
What they thought they were doing
Only God and the devil knows
There was hate, cold hate, in their hearts
Shot from their souls like a gun
And as they threw their stones and bricks
They screamed, "see what you have done!"
"See what you have done!"

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?