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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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Who Tells Your Story (from "The Hamilton Mixtape")

 

Who Tells Your Story (from "The Hamilton Mixtape")


[Common {Hamilton sample} (Ingrid Michaelson)]
{Will they tell your story?}
This is the story of a
{Who lives who dies who tells your story}
(Da-da-da-dum da-da-da-dum da-da-da-dum)
This is the story of a
Who lives who dies who tells your story

[Common (Hamilton sample):]
My mind flashes, I see the asses of the masters
Who test the masses, I ask if I'll ever be one
When I die, will heaven be done?
What will my legend become?
I will forever be young
Through old tales of breakdancing down at Odell's
Streets named after me is where my soul dwells
Desires of a church choir, Trinity United
I think of good memories that Hennessy provided

Memories divided by perception
Will it be water for chocolate or resurrection?
The path to perfection is rarely achieved
I head in that direction, I dream and believe
An underground dude that overachieve
From the windy city I was blowing they eaves
Somewhere along the way I aired out MCs
(Who lives who dies who tells your story)
But to stand out some days you may freeze
Degrees

[Ingrid Michaelson (Hamilton sample):]
Who lives
And who dies
Who holds on to all our lives
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)

[Black Thought (Hamilton sample):]
Yo, the anticipation arose as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John Does
Lynched for whistling at blond-oes
I said a prayer with my eyes closed
As I loaded the Roscoe's at the sink, yo
I been a bullet on the brink
But being a young king
Probably different than you think, though
The quills that I dip into the ink go to document
And you'll remember me when I'm extinct

Yo, sing the carol at a young pharaoh
Who slew Leviathan with one arrow
As I revolve through the gun barrel just to watch it unravel
I tell them have heart, must travel
Keep my legacy alive even if I don't survive 'til the curtain call
First of all, realize what we working towards
Fuck around, find what we searching for
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)
The earth, my name written in cursive on

[Ingrid Michaelson (Hamilton sample):]
Who lives
And who dies
Who holds on to all our lives
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)

[Ingrid Michaelson:]
Who lives
And who dies
Who holds on to our lives?
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end?
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)

[Common:]
Frozen in time, I can't let it go
Nat Cole, Unforgettable
The pedestal I'm on, I'm a end up on the Federal
Reserve note your money with a hip hop quote
I might change legislation with some shit that I wrote
From boats that we came on to lights with our name on
Through hard times, we spark minds to keep the flame on
I write hard rhymes like I'm running out of time
Truthfully, my stopwatch is one with the divine
Centuries from now, they'll play my freestyle
And say, this is the brilliance of a Black American child
Endowed by the streets, and the Chi proud
Known to move in silence, but can be loud
The noise of beat girls and boys
Building to destroy the perception of urban aggression
My life is a progression, of chords for the oppressors
A chorus, my story is the glory of the lord

[Ingrid Michaelson:]
Who lives (who lives)
And who dies (who dies)
Who holds on to all our lives?
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end?
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?