Hold one hand in the same way as you look and palm, and continue to write five.

4 手 shǒu 8 承 chéng

9 worship bài 9 拏 ná

10 susceptibility luán 10 take ná

10 挈 qiè 10 fist quán

10 致 zhì 10 挐 rú

10 拲 gǒng 10 挙 jǔ

11 挲 suō, shā 12 掰 bāi12 掣 chè 12 掱 pá

12 palm: zhǎng 12 掔 qiān

13 揅 yán 13 揫 jiū

13 揧 là 13 揱 xiāo

14 搿 gé 14 G mó

14 搴 qiān 14 摮 áo

14 搫 pán 14 搻 ná

15 mo mā, mó 15 挚 zhì

15 撃 ji 15 撆 piē

15 摰 niè 15 撀 gòu

16 撉 dūn 16 璉 qíng

17 擘 bò 17 擧 jǔ

17 hits jī 18 擥 lǎn

18 擪 yè 19 climb pān

23 Spasm luán

Affection and feelings.

Pick up and go.

Take and tie your hands.

Storm and shallow water.

Shoulders and necks.

1.I was like a monkey with my hands and feet and I was flying upward.

2.The poplar trees on campus stand tall like sentinels.

3.The water is crystal clear.

The lifeline is average, the wisdom line is short, and the books are read less and the learning is less. The love line is thick and powerful. The whole palm is fat and thick, and it should be stable and comfortable in life without accidents. But these will change the day after tomorrow due to learning and experience.

The land is my mother, and every inch of my ** has soil grains; As soon as my palms approached the earth, my heart became calm. I am a clan of the land, and I cannot leave her. On the land of my hometown, I have imprinted my countless footprints.

I have buried my laughter in the ridges, I have caught grasshoppers in the rice, and I have left my handprints on the heavy pickaxes. I've eaten cabbage that I grow myself. The soil of the hometown is fragrant.

In spring, when the east wind blows, the aroma of the soil wafts through the fields. The river flowed shallowly, the wicker rushed out like a rain of smoke, and there was a sound of joy in the air. There was a chirping in the wilderness, the sky was clear and transparent, and the sound of labor rang out from one end to the other.

In autumn, the silks of the silver threads hang on the horns of the oxen, the grain carts come back, the sparrows are tired of eating, and they fly here and there. The aroma of rice is strong, and it rings in the courtyard of the new grain, how beautiful, how rich ......No one can forget her. I will fight to the end for her.

The land, the wilderness, my hometown, you must be liberated! You have to stand! At night I heard the sound of horses' hooves galloping, and the sons of the steppe calling out at dawn.

Then I got up and sought out the great bear of the north in the sky, and under its golden light was my home. I looked over there and watched until dawn broke. I will never forget, because I promised her that I would go back to her, and I promised that I would definitely go back.

For her, I am willing to give everything. I must see a more beautiful homeland appear in front of me or in front of my grave. And I will wash away all her filth and shame with my tears.

1. Because the land is the mother of "my", every inch of my ** has soil particles. 2. The scenery of spring and autumn; Written from the perspectives of sight, smell, hearing, etc.

It expresses my inseparable relationship with the land of my hometown.

1.Prompt us to pay attention to the dense imagery in this passage, such as birch forests, red sorghum, herds of horses, black earth, and so on. By grasping these characteristics, you can fully appreciate the regional characteristics of Tohoku.

2.The scenery of spring and autumn is described.

Angles: Sight, smell, hearing.

You'll live a long life, your career may be blessed later, and your love isn't perfect!

Western medicine is fine, as long as the palm of the hand is not strained. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the homology of essence and blood, and it may be suggested that it is best not to do it.

Yes, but you have to cooperate well.

Does this need to be asked? No problem at all, don't worry!

Clap your hands and applaud . Jiyan was excited, excited. The fifth and sixth chapters of "Journey to the West":

Hearing this, Na Di walked out of the grass hall, clapped his hands and smiled: "Brothers, creation! Good luck!

The house is in my house too! The fourth chapter of "The Words of the Golden Bottle Plum": "I saw Wang Po pushing open the door and entering, clapping her hands and whispering in a fuss

You've done a great job! Selected Chinese Folk Tales: Wisdom Annihilation of Shao Benliang": "Lonely Mountain, a fellow villager within a radius of dozens of miles, who doesn't clap his hands and laugh.

Remember to adopt it.

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