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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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Madame Macabre

Oh Mister Emory

 

Oh Mister Emory

(专辑: Macabre Musique, Vol. 2 - 2018)


Oh gather round here
This news you must hear
A warning death knell
Whimsical though, may it keep you well
Beyond the oak tree
They're moving silently
Pray never go there
Lest we recall that regrettable affair

Oh Mr. Emory a sad, sad one
A jack of many but an ace of none
Oh Mr. Emory your plan was flawed
You reap what you sow when you try to play God

Set us free, oh set us free
The cursed art of Emory
You're hurting us but you can't see
Until the sword is turned on thee

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

For years he did stray
In lands so far away
But he returned again
And that's when the mischief all began
He seemed much older
Spirits grew colder
A strange new power
Fell in his hands and the praise he did devour

Oh Mr. Emory a sad, sad start
You gained such riches but you lost your heart
Oh Mr. Emory your craft you abuse
The lives you create are the ones you set loose

Set us free, oh set us free
The cursed art of Emory
You're hurting us but you can't see
Until the sword is turned on thee

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

He was drunk with power, you see? He had gained the ability to create life! Anything he drew with that cursed stick would spring into creation upon that very surface. Such an amazing gift! But he abused it. He tortured those creations. And one day he paid for it. A door was drawn, and they all came spilling through. Rumors have it, they're still lurking about even today. How do I know all this? Hahaha, take a closer look...

Set us free, oh set us free
The cursed art of Emory
You're hurting us but you can't see
Until the sword is turned on thee

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Born in the flames that released us all

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?