The poem about leaving fragrance in hand is 1. What are the poems about "hands"?
1, hold hands and look at each other with tears (Song Liu Yong's Yulin Chills)
2. Then, hold your chest with both hands and fall to the ground with a groan (Tang Libai's "Difficult Road to Shu")
3, set out to become spring (Tang Tu's Twenty-four Poems)
4, handle hibiscus (Tang Tu "Twenty-four Poems")
4, handle hibiscus (Tang Tu "Twenty-four Poems")
5. Hand-twisted incense to remember Xiao Lian (Song Yan Dao Ji's "Partridge Day, Hand-twisted incense to remember Xiao Lian")
6. Red Crisp Hands (Song Luyou's "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands")
7. Full of sadness; Embroidering boudoir and hoeing flowers (Cao Qingxue Qin's "Burying Flowers")
8. Holding incense in hand, remembering that Xiaolian wants to spread resentment. Who will come back at night and lie alone and have fun? I will meet you in my dream. Smallpox is easy to fall (Song Yan Dao Ji's Partridge Day, Holding a Fragrant Paper to Remember Filial Piety).
9. Notes on Xiao Lian (Song Yan Dao Ji's "Partridge Day Notes on Xiao Lian")
10, vulgar ears only know numerous hands, and there is no need to fight (stone "Ding Chang He Lao Now Where")
1 1, respect, hand pliers, frost beard (stone, Huanxisha)
12, there is no one near the roof (Huanxi sandstone)
13, picking flowers by hand (stone "Jiangren, greasy red face with sandalwood lips")
14, the jade hand brushed the water ice (stone "Partridge Day, Ribbon Can't Draw Double")
15, willing to try (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Breaking the Array, Vote for Liu Lang in the Capital")
16, read through Li Sao (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Water Tune Song Tou Yuan Ming Love Chrysanthemum")
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18, the old man's hands are full (Song Luyou's "Shizi")
19, who would have thought there were watches now (Song, Book Anger)
20. Holding the roof of the building by hand (modern Wang Guowei's "Liang Zhu, Heavy Curtain, Painting Province")
2. Poems or words describing beautiful hands can also be brushed.
The skin is like frozen fat, and the hands are soft. .
Second, the hand
In The Book of Songs Feng Wei Shuo Ren, the beauty Zhuang Jiang wrote: "Hands are soft, but skin is solidified". Catkin is the bud stem of thatch. White, smooth and tender, as thin as a bone. Its beauty lies in its faint fragrance. Take a sip gently, and your lips and teeth will stay fragrant. Use it to compare the fingers of beautiful women, which is vivid, vivid and appropriate.
Liu Lanzhi, the heroine in Peacock Flying Southeast. She pointed to an onion. Compare your fingers to chopped onions. Its shape and color are classic. Tang and Zhao Luanluan's poem "Finger" reads: "Delicate jade and chopped shallots grow on the sleeves of fragrant snails." Compare your fingers to white jade. Crystal clear, transparent and moist.
Soft catkins, tender bamboo shoots and scaly jade all constitute the standard of ancient China beauty hands.
3. Hand-painted poems
Meng Jiao
Wandering in the thread in the hands of a kind mother, making clothes for her wayward son's body.
Lipper
We waved goodbye and my horse kept neighing.
Bai Juyi
Pipa frowned at her, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
Lipper
Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.
Zhang Jiuling
So I left my message to the moon, looked at the moon, thought about the one in the distance, and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Lipper
I'm holding a green jade stick and a Lushan song in my hand, and I'm going to judge Lu Xuzhou. I've passed the Yellow Crane Tower. Watching immortals in colorful clouds, holding hibiscus in hand.
Du Fu
Two moxibustion hands can be very hot. Be careful of the Prime Minister and his frown.
Lipper
As soon as you touch the strings, you will feel a thousand pines when you listen to the monk Jun playing the lute in the middle of Shu.
Li shangyin
Han Bei, because I know the best master of painting, my duty is not only official in this case. May thousands of books be praised until saliva flows from my lips and calluses harden my fingers.
Han Yu
He often handed me this drawing, which is from "Shigu" and "Shigu Song", and advised me to try it. So the shepherd boy beat the drums to make a fire, and the cows polished their horns on it, and no one dealt with them devoutly.
Du Fu
Our northern soldiers are healthy in body and hands, and they are the grandson of the weeping queen. Oh, why are they so brave in the past and so cowardly now? .
Han Yu
Stopped at a temple in Hengshan Mountain, I wrote this poem on the gatehouse, holding a cup of jiaozi in my hand to guide me to throw it, and told me that my luck was the best.
Richie
The music changed from slow to fast, and followed his hand. "As soon as I heard Dong playing the clarinet, I followed his heart.
Gaoshi
However, every year, Li and Wang Ertai were demoted and moved to the middle of summer, Changsha and other places, and rest assured that they would meet again soon! .
Liu Changqing
At the sight of Wang's departure, the water facing south was foggy and his hands were covered with tears.
Wang Jian
On the third day, the bride cooks instead of me and washes her hands to make bridal soup.
Li Duan
Listen to the Zheng, her snow-white jade hand is shining on the golden harp under the snow window.
4. What poems describe women's hands?
(1) "cross-blowing lyrics, folding willows"
Qiao Zhizhi
If you pity the willow in spring, you will miss it if you climb.
My ability rises and falls with this. Why should you stay alone for a long time?
(2) Duliu
Du Mu
A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
(C) Jiangnan Memory
Cui huaibao
I would like to play the guzheng in music all my life.
Close to the jade man, put a delicate voice on the silk skirt.
I'm proud to die.
(4) beginning of spring
Du Fu
In spring, the lettuce in the spring dish is fine, and I suddenly think of the time when Beijing plum blossoms are in full bloom.
Dish out the white jade in the halls, and hand in hand to send the moss.
The guests from afar in Ling Du were deeply moved by the eyes of the Han River in Wuxia.
I don't know where to go, so I am looking for a poem.
(5) The Book of Songs Feng Wei Shuo Ren
Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth eyebrow, you are laughing.