Write a poem about fingers

1. sentences or poems describing "fingers" have soft hands, solidified skin, collars like salamanders and teeth like rhinoceroses. A cicada's head flies with a moth eyebrow, smiling and looking forward to it.

Delicate hands, powerless and windless.

My fingers are thick and short, such fingers

Not suitable for playing the piano, clumsy typing

Not a reader with a pen.

Parents say that such fingers

Born to be the life of poor working people.

Have to do rough work all your life

So I knocked on the door with my finger.

Dare not knock too hard, for fear of disturbing the master.

When I shake hands with others, I am used to using a wide palm.

My finger, never wearing a ring.

I've never touched brightly colored nail polish.

It's thick and short. It's always like this when you cut your nails.

I'm thinking about the fate of poor working people.

My father's fingers held the hoe for many years, and the cocoon was very thick.

It's really dark on the temple,

Mother's fingers are covered with countless needle holes.

In winter, I rub my fist.

Frostbite swollen fingers. Parents' fingers

Like dry land, there are cracks.

Illiterate mother, holding a textbook.

Under the oil lamp, I pointed to Chinese characters.

Let me identify, I dare not admit my mistake.

Hold the finger that hurts inside.

2. Poems describing fingers 1, fingers with pears to send the emperor to eat the queen mother's song, Li Qi 2 in Tang Dynasty. Finger-to-finger Song He Zhu's Walking Flowers/Complaining about Love 3. Refers to the air-to-air guest Song Zhu Dunru's "Good Things are Near, No Water" 4. Finger print Yuxi's "Send Zhou Yangshi" 5. Without fingers, Song Tian's anonymous "quail and horse whispering" 8. I feel cold, and my fingers are hidden, but they are still cracked. Song Lu You's Morning Tour to Mouzhen 9. * * Look at the fingers at that time, Tang Yin's Buddhists 10, and the cloud refers to Tian Xin Yue's "Three Hundred Years of Manjiang Red"1. Don't be ridiculous. Song Chao's "Ghost Tug of War on the First Visit to the River" 13, and Song Fan Zhongyan's "How to Fight Tea" 14, all of which are played by his fingers. Song Fanghui's Listening to Sun Chai's Qin 15. My hands are frozen and I want to fall into the Song Dynasty. Li Fu's Two Poems Returning to Japan in the Early Yuan Dynasty and Li Bingwen Xuedu Chengtian Temple 17 should refer to unease. Song Qiang's faithful master on the inkstone 18, fingers laughing in Dongshan. Song Shidao can't help but explain these twelve poems. Fingers in the air and at the end of the Song Dynasty released the praise in the cloth bag. 22. Fingers in the sky, Song Shipudu Ode 123. 23. Fingers in the sky, Bi Tao in the mountains, Song Dynasty, Mo Tuoguan. 24. The fingers are full of flowers on the temples. Song Liuti and Mei Gongyi, Lohan Courtyard of Sogo Temple, presented to the Constitutional Lord. 25. Fingers are bare. Finger Three Rivers Concerned about Wan Songsong, Zhao Ruteng, Yongquan Pavilion 29, Finger Moon Cloud Realizing Cheng Sun's Travel and Going North to the Bridge in the Same Boat in the County 30, Finger Official Road Recording Savage Language in Zhuozhou (Serviceman in Shanxiang) 3 1, I don't know finger Ming Gui Youguang's reading of Buddhist books.

3. Poems about Fingers My fingers are thick and short, such fingers.

Not suitable for playing the piano, clumsy typing

Not a reader with a pen.

Parents say that such fingers

Born to be the life of poor working people.

Have to do rough work all your life

So I knocked on the door with my finger.

Dare not knock too hard, for fear of disturbing the master.

When I shake hands with others, I am used to using a wide palm.

My finger, never wearing a ring.

I've never touched brightly colored nail polish.

It's thick and short. It's always like this when you cut your nails.

I'm thinking about the fate of poor working people.

My father's fingers held the hoe for many years, and the cocoon was very thick.

Mother's fingers are covered with countless needle holes.

In winter, I rub my fist.

Frostbite swollen fingers. Parents' fingers

Like dry land, there are cracks.

Illiterate mother, holding a textbook.

Under the oil lamp, I pointed to Chinese characters.

Let me identify, I dare not admit my mistake.

Hold the finger that hurts inside.

4. Write a sentence about hands. Write a sentence about hands:

1. Mother's hands are as warm as spring, as warm as summer, as rich as autumn and as pure as winter.

His hand is like an iron rake, no needle can pierce it!

My sister's two small white arms are fleshy, just like lotus roots in autumn.

Her hands are rough and hard because of endless housework, or red and swollen because of washing clothes. They are as rough as cracked snakeskin.

5, these hands are simply crooked grape branches, and they are like old roots full of scars. You see, the veins on the back of the hand are bursting, the joints are thick, and the lines on the palm are like knives.

I was just about to stand up when Huang Lingyun caught me. I also want to say that Huang Lingyun stopped me with a pair of arms. I see her arms are red, chubby and strong.

7. Her little arms are yellow and thin, and there is no blood at all. There are brown spots of different sizes on it.

5. A poem with the word "hand" Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Ge Winter Song"

Thin hands are cold, not to mention the cold scissors for cutting clothes.

Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons (Welcome to Mother's Drift)

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Huang Fuzeng's Send People Back to Jingzhou (Poem by Li Jiayou)

When Qingmen broke up, it was hard to see Ling Du.

The night view of Jinling in Gaochan

There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted.

Bai Juyi was drunk and presented to Ambassador Liu 28th.

Although your poetry is first-class and can be called a national champion, it is doomed that you can't get it.

Du Fu's "Nine Poems Wandering"

Hand-planted peaches and plums are not ownerless, and wild old walls are like home.

Li Bai's "Songs of Harmony, Singing by Shang Mo"

The green mulberry reflects her white and slender hands, and she is picking mulberry in the corner of Beijing.

Du Fu's poor Bank of Communications

The number of thin hands need not be counted.

Meng Haoran's "Send to Qin"

Break up, leave each other and live in my heart.

Meng Haoran's Nine Fragrances of Happy Wang in Spring (a topic in late spring)

When the cup has started, the geisha will not stop.

Li Bai's miscellaneous song "Xiangyang Song"

Xiangyang children clapped their hands together and stopped to sing white brass cymbals.

Yuan Zhen's "Three Harmony Poems"

Shake hands and ask each other, and then stop talking.

Liu Yuxi's Injury to Xue Daoshi in Taoyuan (a work of respecting teachers)

The heart planted by hand grows on thousands of trees, and there is no spring breeze in the mountains.

Jing Li's "Sowing Artemisia"

Roll up pearls to make curtains and hang hooks. In the tall building, I look like before, and my depression is still locked.

Yu's Spring Mountain

Holding the clear spring water, the spring light shines on the moon, as if the round moon is in your own hands; Playing with mountains makes you feel heavy.

6. River of no return, an ancient poem praising fingers

The river of no return, the waves leap into eternity.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

What wave is "The Moon Catcher"?

Which wave is the drowning doctor?

Under the red cliff, people still hang bearded Su, just like bearded Su in ancient times.

Listen, the ichthyosaur went east and disturbed many aquariums.

When I get old, thousands of feet will have grey hair.

I should stall Li Sao.

The lingering Li Sao dragged me home.

Luo, let me swim across the quarry.

Let the immortal river wash away my sins.

The cold river wishes me eternal life.

Like mom's fingers, when I was a child.

Tickle gently, that kind of touch

In The River Never Returning, Chisai, who has thousands of lips, is the mother.

Lick, I gently, kiss, I gently

Honey, I'm naked

Backstroke posture is sucking posture.

A steady stream of irrigation for 5 thousand years

The sacred liquid that will never be weaned, this breast

Every drop is sweet and sad.

Every drop of water on the top of Kunlun Mountain

In the wind, frost and fog.

Myth from Curtain Kuang Kuang

The long river does not return, and the Long Ping media belongs to Sun.

At dusk, the dragon's tail enters the morning light.

Changlin turned a page of history, a scale.

Page after page, endless sound of running water.

Winners and losers win the same wave.

Floating is eternal, sinking is eternal.

Shun is eternal, and reverse is eternal.

You must follow the prone position and backstroke.

The river of no return is the sound of the river under your pillow all night.

While moving to the left, it is surging in the left ear.

From side to right, cheeks surge on the right.

Lateral rotation

Keep brandishing a knife

People with insomnia have their heads in the Three Gorges.

Listen to the River of No Return all night.