Singer: Feng Wennv
Album: I am a silly woman
Callus on dad's hand
Lyrics: Missing (Feng Wennv)
Composer: Ben
By this arrangement
I came to this world and met you for the first time.
A handsome young face.
When you are happy, let me ride on your shoulder.
Rub my face with a bearded mouth.
You have never complained about bringing home the bacon.
Go home every day, sometimes at two or three o'clock.
No matter how hard and tired I am, I have never dumped anyone.
You don't mind mom nagging.
Oh, dad, you have thick calluses on your hands.
I want to help you reduce it bit by bit.
Kick your legs and rub your shoulders.
Pay more attention to your health instead of just making money.
Oh, dad, you have thick calluses on your hands.
The children don't want you in any danger.
Pay more attention to your work.
Don't be too frugal for your health.
You have never complained about bringing home the bacon.
Go home every day, sometimes at two or three o'clock.
No matter how hard and tired I am, I have never dumped anyone.
You don't mind mom nagging.
Oh, dad, you have thick calluses on your hands.
I want to help you reduce it bit by bit.
Kick your legs and rub your shoulders.
Pay more attention to your health instead of just making money.
Oh, dad, you have thick calluses on your hands.
The children don't want you in any danger.
Pay more attention to your work.
Don't be too frugal for your health.
Oh, dad, you have thick calluses on your hands.
I want to help you reduce it bit by bit.
Kick your legs and rub your shoulders.
Pay more attention to your health instead of just making money.
Oh, dad, you have thick calluses on your hands.
The children don't want you in any danger.
Pay more attention to your work.
Don't be too frugal for your health.
Don't be too frugal for your health.
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The words describing father's palm are bony.
be weather-beaten
be a bag of bones
Like a dead bark hand
His hands are rough, chapped and slightly bloodshot. They are not suitable for calluses, so thick. ...
There is such a pair of hands, the blood vessels are protruding, the nails are yellowish, full of cracks, full of wrinkles, not smooth and slightly rough, but holding these palms is very practical. It is such a pair of hands that people can rely on.
My father was just a worker, and suddenly he found that his hands were covered with cocoons and there were many scars left by work-related injuries. I still remember when I was a child, my father held my hand and taught me to walk. When I cry, my father will hug me and coax me. When I do something wrong, my father will touch my head and tell me the truth. My father's hand is like this because of me.
I'm just a girl in grade six. It's not easy.
Thin explanation: describe a person or an animal that is thin and explicit.
From: Chapter 18 of Gao's "Spring and Autumn in a Small Town": "Xiuwei saw a naked, scrawny child worker, carrying a dustpan of mud, struggling to walk on the suspended springboard."
This time, the black dog's dry howl made the old horse's ears pricked up.
3. A classic sentence about his father Du Fu's poem "Give Chu Shi to Wei Ba"
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.
Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.
Two men who were young not long ago now have gray temples.
It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.
We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.
You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.
They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.
Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.
In spring, leeks are in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.
My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
Du Fu in Moonlit Night
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
1. Few fathers care about their children, at least most fathers care more about money (chesterfield)
2. One father can manage a hundred sons, and a hundred sons can't manage a father (Europe).
Father's fame sometimes does not help his son, but drowns him: they stand too close, and the shadow stifles growth. Jonson)
No one really knows his father, but we all have some kind of guess or some kind of trust.
5. Every generation always rebelled against their parents, but made friends with their grandparents (Mountford)
The above is for reference.
4. My dad's cocoon composition 150 Our family was also a scholarly family in the late Qing Dynasty. My grandfather's grandfather and his generation's brothers all took the juren exam. Up to now, the old people in our area can still tell some stories of that year. However, with the changes of society, our family began to decline from their next field, especially in the era of fierce revolution. In the eyes of others, people in our family have become more heterogeneous, and gradually our family has become a typical farmer, living the same life as most families in the village. My father was born in that era when scores were ignored. Both primary school and junior high school achieved outstanding results, but after graduating from junior high school, their studies came to an end. Because of his high composition, he ended his study. I started his social life. I vaguely remember that when I was a child, someone called me "Little Landlord Lamb". I didn't know what it meant at the time. I felt ashamed and went home to make trouble. Father always has a helpless expression on his face. Later, when I learned about the situation at home, I vowed to study hard, live up to my grandparents' expectations and fulfill his unfinished wish for my father. It was my decision that made my father's hands thicker. Living expenses need money, but the income of our families at the bottom of the countryside is basically crops in the field. Life is getting worse and worse. Maybe my academic performance was ok at that time, or maybe my father wanted me to study hard, but he lived like him. He ran several times, borrowed money to buy a tricycle, learned to be a villager, and drove to make money. At that time, the rural economy had not been invigorated, and pulling soil was the most profitable thing in our area. In addition to three meals, driving, loading and unloading all day is a highly tiring physical labor. By the year I graduated from junior high school, I successfully passed the key middle school in our county. Before school started, my mother secretly said to me, "Look at your father's hand, son. That cocoon is Zhang Manquan's palm! " I went to see my father, and he smiled and said, "What's there to see?"? People who do farm work are always like this! " At that time, I was too young to catch up. Later, I spent three years in high school and four years in college. I studied and my father tilled the fields. I went from youth to youth, and my father went from youth to middle age. Although I sometimes help to load and unload cars during summer vacation and winter vacation, I feel the hardships of ploughing and farming, but my father always refuses to let me go and let me read and study at home. One day after graduating from college, I suddenly remembered that special trip in junior high school. Now he secretly looks: Ah, those hands, palms and five fingers are brown calluses, just like putting on gloves. ................................................................................................................................................ asked me to finish my studies. In the evening, after dinner, I held back my tears and sobbed and said, "Dad, don't pull the dirt. Look at your hands, there are so many calluses. I ............. "I still can't help but leave tears. My father looked at me and said with a smile, "silly boy, big man, why are you crying?" The crops are all human hands. I knew my father was lying, and I just nodded with tears in my eyes, but from then on, although I often went home and said that I didn't want my father to pull the soil, he pulled it off and on for a year, and when my work was stable, I stopped pulling the soil. After two or three years, the calluses on my father's hands gradually faded, but those calluses in my mind became clearer and clearer. I can't study without those calloused hands. I won't have a comfortable life now. Father is a big tree in my life. I spent my childhood in the shade he sheltered for me. My father is a wall in my life, shielding me from the ups and downs of life. My father's calloused hands will remain in my life forever.
5. Poems about my father, mourning my parents and giving birth to me.
The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. The Book of Songs is the virtue of the father and the legacy of the son. Clear pronunciation and mellow voice, parents respected; Give children a good education.
Don't be happy to have a son, and don't sigh without one. [Tang] Han Yu people see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
[Tang] Wang Jian's parents are both on earth; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi is the best parent in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nurtured, cared and answered me. In the Book of Songs, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.
[Northern and Southern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui had no virtuous father and brother in his life, and no strict teacher and friend outside, but few people succeeded. [Song] Lv Gongzhu's parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents.
"Motto Lian Bi" Lu You "to see the village children playing in the water" Rainy streams sweep the embankment flat, watching the village children playing in the water late. Bamboo and horses galloped away, and paper kites roared with the wind.
In the third winter, I learned from Confucian scholars temporarily, and thousands of lotus roots were also cultivated from elders. Literacy is roughly equivalent to hard labor, and you don't have to work hard for fame. The grass is behind the mountain, so you have to hide the door when you go out all day.
Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children. I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! Xiuzi pays tribute to his father Chen Geng 1 March 3rd, which is the fifth anniversary of his father's death. At home, he worships sacrifices and is pregnant with emotions. With it, he pays tribute: the incense column is clear and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say. People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years.
Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry. Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen
Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn. Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost.
Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare. Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork.
In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep.
Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams. Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river.
Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days. The wheels of years run over the burden of life on your thin body and press you tightly on your scarred shoulders. As always, you walk on the bumpy road with no regrets. Your son is the hope of your life and the pillar of your soul. Countless tragic days, you have taught your son, and you have opened up the road of life for your son with your eternal persistence. Father and son are the sails of your hope, and you are the river that carries my life, father. If you are the sea, let me ride the wings of seagulls, kiss the clouds in the blue sky, cut out a piece of glow and paint the blueprint in your heart. If you are the sea, please let me board a long-distance ship. I will play with the fish and fold your expectation and my helplessness into a windsurfing board. All the barriers will disappear in the distance between the sea and the sky. The tiger's song will not become a paradise pursued on the coast of the new world. I will sow the seeds of your hope, whether the leaves are lush or not tomorrow. I am the daughter of the sea. Your sea is always full of affectionate expectations and windy days. Your powerful arms carry me to the vast vault to receive the sunshine. Even if I turn into a wisp of smoke, I will pay tribute to my father. My father was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. Thanks to your efforts, the harmonious and happy life of the family is getting better and better every day. Maybe only mom is good in the world, and not many people have appeal, because it is undeniable that dad is no less devoted to his family than mom. In reality, dad is the source of family income. He silently supported the whole family without any complaints. In the eyes of the world's father, nothing is more important than relying on his family, so as a father, he is destined to work hard for a comfortable and happy life for his family. What a respectable and great father. There is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. This is Father's Day, to express our sincere love to our father. When my father is hazy, it is a mountain. When he sits on his shoulder, he can always see far away. When he is sensible, his father is a stubborn bent pine tree. I didn't know how heavy my weight was. So heavy and now, father, you are a deep poem. Your son silently reads tears and gently sheds his father's blue sky, a dark and mysterious mountain, a quiet and deep vast land, a vibrant opportunity, and how harmonious all creatures are with nature. The field ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful staff, the grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes, and the Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth, which was pulled out by the light footsteps of parents, but it is the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years, stirring the waves of development. The blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength. Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here. Moonlight moistens this quiet night. The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue. I feel peace in snoring, and I feel the light of white hair in the mirror. The years when my father was built by wind and rain have profoundly outlined wisdom and life. Father's grace is no longer. There are traces everywhere. Dead leaves and lush grass have long since disappeared. Why are the years in such a hurry? I remember that night, my father took my little hand to see the sunset dyed red by hongyun. My father seems to be expecting a dream of mine. Guiltily, I dare not look directly at the large clouds that my father expected. It seems that my father loves me deeply. I want to cry for joy. When I was a child, my father always said to me: I am a big tree. You are a small tree. Now a grown-up little tree wants to say to his father: You will always be my big tree father, caressing the railings of the city and looking at the fragrant soil of my hometown. I think of my father outside Qian Shan, on the dirt. At that time, my father walked in the wind, changing various weeding postures, holding farm tools close to the soil, loving the soil and kissing us in the fields in March. In those days, I was not very rich. Mao's poems grow in the fields and stand on his father's head like his father. Being away from home for many years is my father's wish for many years. A hunchbacked figure can be vividly seen, standing on the golden ridge in September, with a shiny sickle in his hand, blessing his father.
6. Callus song title on dad's hand: Callus singer on dad's hand: Feng Wennv album: I am a silly woman Callus on dad's hand: Missing (Feng Wennv) Composer: This arrangement: I saw your young and handsome face for the first time in this world. When you are happy, let me ride on your shoulder and rub my face with a bearded mouth. In order to support your family, you have never complained about coming home every day. Sometimes at two or three o'clock, you are bitter and tired, and you have never dumped anyone. It's not too much to nag you, dad. You have thick calluses on your hands. I want to cut it off for you. I will beat your leg and rub your shoulder bit by bit. Pay more attention to your health. Don't just make money. Dad, your children don't want you to be more careful in any danger. Don't be too frugal for your health. In order to support your family, you have never complained. Sometimes I go home every day, sometimes I'm bitter and tired, and I've never left my face. Mom's nagging is not too much for you, dad. I want to help you cut off the thick calluses bit by bit, beat your legs and rub your shoulders. Pay more attention to your health, not just making money. Dad, you have thick calluses on your hands. Children don't want you to be in any danger at work. Don't be too frugal for your health. Dad, I want to help you cut off the thick calluses on your hands, beat your legs and rub your shoulders. Pay more attention to your health, not just making money. Dad, your children don't want you to engage in any dangerous work. Pay more attention when cooking, and don't be too frugal for your health/Song/124 1 1379.