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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!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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Two Steps Back

 

Two Steps Back

(专辑: Run Wild, Young Beauty - 2015)


There is a lesson to learn when someone can crash and burn.
Are we just waiting for our turn? Is there any concern?
We force-fed our own minds with something that was never mine.
We do this every time, we do this every time.
It takes two to make a relationship survive,
but it only takes one to make it die.
That's why I'm here to sever my ties.
I'm sick of this sickness, with God as my witness, I'm fine.

Mocking and hating those with the truth.
Flocking and rating the knot on this noose.
Are we acting in the name of edginess
or deep down is this just an act of prejudice?

Tightening the ropes of understanding and manhandling the stands rambling with crowds of widows and orphans
ready to be fed with nourishment of the body. But when we break bread, we feed heads.
We suffocate minds to ignore life and only see the consequences of death.
Blind sheep can't use grass and feed as their shepherd.
We must not let our heart and mind be severed.
Cause where is the religion in love and the love in religion?
We're taught if we want to go to heaven we must keep them mutually exclusive.
We're told tradition is the misleading of staggered preaching,
the seeking of reaping what was sown by the heavy hearts
and shackled hands of men that we don't even love but rather see as utility.
But the progress we seek is not always rooted in love,
sometimes just rooted in the need to seem unique
but still similar to the masses when we get on our hands and knees
to avoid shaping into a windowless view in the first four pews
as we spew cyclical phrases at an altar to alter the altered state of refuge
we never saw when we were clung into what we were taught would teach us how to pray.
Is everyone like this? No, I doubt it. But I can tell you sometimes I am, and it makes me sick.

I used to be scared that I wasn't sharing love honestly,
and now I'm not scared at all. Now I'm not scared at all.
And that's what scares me the most. Forgive me, forgive me.

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?