妈妈的手曾经是那样温柔、美丽、灵巧。长长的手指,白润的肌肤,充满母爱和柔情。妈妈左手无名指上,原来戴着一枚金戒指,指甲上还涂着油,漂亮极了。可后来她戒指不戴了,指甲油也不涂了,她说做事不方便。在孩提的记忆中,是妈妈的手摇着我伴随着她自编的歌谣进入梦乡;是妈妈的手穿针引线为我编织温暖的毛衣;是 Mom’s hand was so gentle, beautiful, and dexterous. Long fingers, white skin, full of motherly love and tenderness. My mother’s left ring finger, wearing a gold ring, nails painted oil, very beautiful. But later she didn’t wear a ring and she didn’t paint it. She said it was inconvenient. In the memory of my child, it was my mother’s hand and I went to sleep with her own songs; it was my mother’s hand that threaded the needles to braid the warm sweater for me;