1. An essay on the topic of handshakes
The Buddha said that there is no birth or death on the other side, no worries, no suffering, no resentment, no hatred, outside the three realms, not among the five elements. , is a paradise where everything is forgotten.
The Buddha said that only those who have love while alive can reach the other shore after death. I think the Russian writer Turgenev must have reached the other shore after death, because he knew how to hold hands with warmth. Passed to a beggar, it gave him hope of life. Shaking hands is a kind of etiquette, but its meaning is not simple. How many people in the vast sea understand the connotation of shaking hands? The seemingly simple handshake hides the most glorious side of human nature.
At the 2004 Athens Games, shooting selection Emmons shot 6.9 rings to someone else's target and gave up the gold medal he had already obtained to a Chinese. In 2008, At the Beijing Olympics, he once again made a mistake in the last shot, but unlike last time, he did not make a loud noise or get frustrated. Instead, he calmly walked up to the player who unexpectedly won the gold medal and shook hands with him. , and congratulated him. Although he lost a gold medal, he gained the respect of millions of people! This man who stepped into the same river of destiny twice used his actions to prove to everyone the American demeanor and also won the applause of countless audiences for himself.
A handshake is a kind of grace, a kind of grace that faces the misfortune and toy of fate but faces it with a smile. In fact, not only Emmons, but also many people have achieved extraordinary achievements because of shaking hands. There is a clerk at Panasonic who shakes hands with guests every time he meets them. No matter whether the other person is high or low, whether he is the president or a beggar, he will do it. He shook hands with him respectfully and offered his own smile. When Matsushita Konosuke came to inspect a subsidiary company, he discovered this humble clerk and noticed his handshakes with everyone. From then on, he began to pay attention to this clerk. Two years later, He became the general manager of this subsidiary company. Every handshake he shook with the people around him was a ladder of progress, and he relied on this ladder to reach the pinnacle of success.
Some people may think that his success is just accidental and that it is just a small thing, but how many people in life can really do this like him? Perhaps his encounter with Panasonic was just a coincidence, but his success was inevitable, because the details of his handshake with everyone revealed his spirit. A handshake is an attitude, an attitude that pursues equality and leads people to success.
The spring rain is thin and cold, the east wind is still drunk, the weeping willows are clinging to their leaves, and the pear blossoms are falling in clusters. The beauty is most difficult to stop when it is warm and then cold. Life is so beautiful, I hope we can all understand the mystery of shaking hands and let love fall into the world and spread in every corner. At that time, the world is also the other side! There is an anecdote in the literary world that the Russian writer Turgenev was walking in the town one day when a beggar on the side of the road reached out to him to ask for money.
He wanted to give something, but when he took out the money in his pocket, he realized that he didn’t have a money bag with him. Seeing the beggar’s hand raised high, Turgenev felt ashamed, so he had to hold it. He held the beggar's hand and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring the money." The beggar smiled and said with tears, "No, I would rather accept your handshake!" A handshake is a kind of etiquette, but the meaning it contains is not not simple.
Please write an article on the topic of "Handshake", with your own purpose, style and title, no less than 600 words. [Conception Tips] Shaking hands is a kind of etiquette, but interactions between people, groups, and countries give this action rich connotations.
Generally speaking, a handshake often expresses friendship and is a kind of communication that can communicate originally estranged emotions, deepen understanding and trust between the two parties, express respect, admiration, congratulations, and encouragement from one party, and can also It conveys the indifference, perfunctoriness, ingratiation, hypocrisy and arrogance of some people. Handshakes between group leaders and heads of state often symbolize cooperation, reconciliation, and peace.
The number of handshakes may be countless, but the most impressive ones may only be a few: the excitement of meeting for the first time, the reluctance when parting, the joy of meeting again after a long separation, the elimination of misunderstandings and the resolution of grudges. Relief and so on. By grasping one or more points in the handshake world, you can tell your own experiences, make comments about reality, make associations, express insights, start from the imaginary and express your feelings, and the way of expression can be determined according to the needs of the writing.
[Exhibition of Excellent Works 1] I just want to hold your hand Wu Rui and Shen Congwen once said to you: "We love each other for a lifetime, but life is still too short." And I just want to hold your hand , I don’t want to say anything, because no words can summarize my heart for you.
Do you know why? Why should I hold your hand? Because, literature - you are the one who allows me to see the joys and sorrows of the world, you are the one who allows me to experience life like poetry, you are the one who allows me to understand the true meaning of life, and it is you who allow me to overcome dangers and surpass my limits! That's right, it was you who made the clear spring flow through my heart and let the fire burn my enthusiasm! It was you who made me see Li Bai coming out of Chang'an with his sword, Su Dongpo wandering into Hainan, Wu Jingzi studying in the Confucian Academy in despair, Cao Xueqin sending a message to the Red Mansion full of sorrow; it was you who made me see the hatred of the Earl of Monte Cristo, and the beauty and desolation of Tess. , Nora’s running away, Anna’s lying on the train, Paul’s pursuit, Helen’s struggle; it’s you who allow me to travel through time and space, and let me appreciate the world! It's still you, late at night, I dig you out, appreciate you, love you, like you, especially those poems. In the middle of the night, feel the grandeur of "under the rustling of boundless falling trees, the endless Yangtze River rolls in" and the delicacy of "the light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but is invisible"; feel "the sound of horses racing so fast, bows shaking like thunder" The heroism and elegance of "the willow bank, the dawn wind and the waning moon"; feel the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain" and the romance of "stopping and sitting in love with the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers".
In such a late night, it is full of color and flavor because of you; it becomes rich and wonderful because of you. It's still you who said to me when I was discouraged: "I am born with talents that will be useful" and "life is not born to be defeated."
When I was struggling, he said to me: "Just like that, where there is a will, there is a way." When I was successful, he said to me: "It takes a lot of losses, but a humble one benefits."
< p> It is you who make me full of confidence and let me shout: "Look up to the sky and laugh out loud. How can I be a Penghao person?" It is you who keep me innocent, able to call out the "white jade plate" with children, and able to Dream about the beautiful Chang'e.It’s you who screwed me up, screwed up my spirit and my body. It's you. 2. Write an essay on the topic of handshake
Shake hands with tranquility. Serenity is the last angel sent by God to the world.
After people are happy, moved, sad, or in pain, they will always meet her, hold her hand, and tell her their faint memories. ——Inscription: The beautiful angel bestows tranquility with a pair of gentle hands, just like the cool breeze in spring, which slowly glides by without leaving a trace, but can gently stir the feeling deep in people's hearts. A heartstring plays a clear and sweet tune.
But when did she come? Come, why leave in a hurry? Legend has it that a handshake with tranquility and a date with tranquility are all in the embrace of nature. Perhaps we are walking through high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete during the day, and the oasis is just an isolated island in the vast gray.
We cannot stop quietly to savor this life and this destiny, nor can we sit down quietly and carefully explore our deepest inner world. But in that misty mountain city on a rainy night, we could sit by the window and listen to the sound of light rain falling, and a hazy rain curtain was pulled down from the sky in our eyes.
The ripples in my heart are rippling and letting go, with a faint pot of tea and a clear cup of rain. The leaves carrying raindrops are connected together. Looking in the night, the black shadows also have traces of green.
All the worries and anger were washed away by the rain, leaving only a faint tranquility and a shallow pure heart. It was an early summer morning, and the crisp chirping of birds woke me up from my sleep. I held a collection of essays and followed the breeze to a chair in the garden.
The warm sunshine gently shines on my body through the mist. I opened the book, immersed myself in the beautiful dreams woven by the writers, and savored the touches revealed between the lines.
After closing the book, my face was filled with the satisfaction of being touched, and the door to my heart was quietly opened. Once the door of the heart is opened, it is difficult to close it quickly, and the picture in the mind emerges clearly.
Time is going backwards little by little, as if I have returned to that sad summer of farewell - the scene when I graduated from elementary school. What a contradictory mentality. I want to enter a new world as soon as possible, but I don't want to leave my classmates who have been in love with each other for six years.
Who can I talk to about this sweet and sour taste? At this time, she - Tranquility, this beautiful angel came, walking gracefully towards me with small steps like lotus flowers, and sat down next to me. I held her hand and my mind instantly returned to the moment we parted.
The classmates wrote each other's classmates' records. It seemed like a lively and joyful scene, but it revealed a bit of melancholy. Friends of six years had said goodbye like this. How many six years can we have in our lifetime? Everyone goes their separate ways, with no way of knowing.
I am also afraid that time will dilute the memories and blur each other's faces in the memory. In the end, walking on the street will be like strangers. She listened patiently, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of my eyes, gently helped me close the door to sadness, let happiness out of the window, and then turned around and disappeared.
It left me smiling with tears in my eyes, everything was as ethereal as a dream and evocative. Shake hands with tranquility, relive beautiful memories, and keep them in your heart.
3. An essay on the topic of handshakes
The beautiful angel gives tranquility a pair of gentle hands, just like the cool breeze in spring, slowly sliding over without leaving a trace, but it can Gently pluck the heartstrings deep in people's hearts and play a crisp and sweet tune. But when did she come? You are here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?
Legend has it that a handshake with tranquility and a date with tranquility are all in the embrace of nature. Perhaps we are walking through high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete during the day, and the oasis is just an isolated island in the vast gray. We cannot stop quietly to savor this life and this destiny, nor can we sit down quietly and carefully explore our deepest inner world. But in that misty mountain city on a rainy night, we could sit by the window and listen to the sound of light rain falling, and a hazy rain curtain was pulled down from the sky in our eyes. The ripples in my heart are rippling and letting go, with a faint pot of tea and a clear cup of rain. The leaves carrying raindrops are connected together. Looking in the night, the black shadows also have traces of green. All the worries and anger were washed away by the rain, leaving only a faint tranquility and a shallow pure heart.
It was an early summer morning, and the crisp chirping of birds woke me up from my sleep. I held a book of essays and followed the breeze to a chair in the garden. The warm sunshine gently shines on my body through the mist. I opened the book, immersed myself in the beautiful dreams woven by the writers, and savored the touches revealed between the lines. Closing the book, my face was filled with satisfaction after being touched, and the door to my heart was quietly opened.
Once the door of the heart is opened, it is difficult to close it quickly, and the picture in the mind emerges clearly. Time is going backwards little by little, as if I have returned to that sad summer of farewell - the scene when I graduated from elementary school. What a contradictory mentality. I want to enter a new world as soon as possible, but I don't want to leave my classmates who have been in love with each other for six years. Who can I talk to about this sweet and sour taste?
At this time, she - Tranquility, this beautiful angel came, walking towards me with small steps like lotus flowers, and sat down next to me. I held her hand and my mind instantly returned to the moment we parted. The classmates wrote each other's classmates' records. It seemed like a lively and joyful scene, but there was a bit of melancholy. Friends of six years had to say goodbye like this. How many six years can we have in our lifetime? Everyone goes their separate ways, with no way of knowing. I am also afraid that time will dilute the memories and blur each other's faces in the memory. In the end, walking on the street will be just strangers.
She listened patiently, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of my eyes, gently helped me close the door to sadness, let happiness out of the window, and then turned around and disappeared. I was left with a tearful smile, everything was as ethereal as a dream and evocative.
Shake hands with tranquility, relive the beautiful memories, and keep a sense of calmness in your heart. 4. Write an essay on the topic of handshake
"Handshake" has changed me
Growing up, I have shaken hands with many people, but in the past two years, as the National People's Congress, Only then did I realize that "handshake" has its own world, and "handshake" can also change a person.
When I was a child, adults loved to hold my little hands. That was because I could not speak or understand how to speak. They wanted to convey their love to me through their hands and change me; when I went to school, my classmates Shaking hands with each other conveys enthusiasm for me, or hints of opinions towards me, hoping that I will change my personality; after graduation, shaking hands with the teacher is a farewell, and the teacher’s heavy handshake hopes that I will change in the new environment. Thoughts; my relatives at home shook my hand when I walked out of the house and told me that I was an adult and that I should know how to adapt to society and change my destiny. Everything, family love and friendship allow me to change myself through the exchange of two hands.
Countless handshakes have changed me, and there are a few more vivid memories:
Scene 1: Last year, I had a high fever and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. I was lying on the hospital bed with salt water hanging on my body. I felt hot all over and the surroundings were dark. My other hand groped around the bed, eager to grab something. At this time, a warm hand grasped me tightly, and my mother's hoarse voice came to my ears: "Yunyun, you have to hold on." I suddenly became quiet. Because I know my mother is here. I was like a wounded deer jumping into my mother's arms, and the drifting boat sailed into the harbor. I held this hand tightly and felt a surge of life energy flowing into my body. I suddenly realized that it had been a long time since I had been in contact with my mother's body. It had been a long time since I used to hug my mother and act like a baby in her arms. Could it be that when a daughter gets older, she will consciously or unconsciously stay away from her mother and become alienated from her? Holding my mother's hand, I suddenly felt a kind of power, which changed my condition...
Scene 2: At the beginning of school, I had a conflict with my best friend for a long time. Ignore each other. Finally, that day, she came to see me. It took a long time, but we didn't know what to say. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand, and I also stretched out my hand. The two hands were tightly held together, but there were still no words. Because, at this time, no need to say all the words, all the words of apology and self-blame, the two hands have already changed our past and tightly connected us.
Let us appreciate the language of hands and cherish the holding of hands, because it is the blending of love and will change our past; because it is the meeting of hearts and will design our future ! 5. Composition: Please write an article of about 600 words on the topic of handshake
1. Handshake I have been studying painting since I was a child. With a little talent, I sometimes achieve good results in competitions.
Every time I step onto the podium and shake hands with the old principal, I will feel a kind of power from her palms. At that time, I was studying painting in school, and my little achievements were praised by teachers, affirmed by parents, and envied by classmates. This feeling made me feel light all over, and I relaxed my requirements on myself.
In the second competition, I failed to enter the finals. I walked down the corridor listlessly, and the sky outside the window was gloomy.
A gust of autumn wind mixed with dry leaves hit the glass, and a figure blocked my steps forward: "What? Does this make you discouraged?" I raised my head, and the old principal looked at me with a smile on his face. He smiled and said, "Your attitude has not been very good recently. You have relaxed your requirements on yourself." The old principal pointed out my problem to the point. I blushed and lowered my head, feeling at a loss.
"Correct your attitude, get back your previous feelings, and prepare for the next game seriously." The old principal stretched out his right hand to me. I raised my head and stared at those loving eyes. There seemed to be a power of trust flashing through the eyes, and a warmth was transferred from the hands of the old principal to my palms and my heart.
In just a few seconds, my heart finally calmed down. The strength of the old principal's palm gave me the motivation after my failure. I stood in front of the drawing board again, holding the pencil tightly in my right hand, and drew repeatedly on the drawing board. The slender pen tip slid on the paper, "Sand, sand, sand?" I don’t know how long it took, but I opened the classroom curtains, and a ray of sunlight shone in from nowhere.
I picked up the pen again, and the sun shone on the back of my hand, which was warm, and the palm of my hand was also warm. The happy pen tip danced cheerfully on the paper again. With the sunshine, I felt the palm of my hand heating up. The strength given to me by the old principal made me feel warm all over, making me forget my past achievements and indulge in painting. in happiness.
The results of another competition are about to be announced. My palms are covered with a trace of nervous sweat, but they are very cold. "First place, XXX!" I jumped up and walked onto the podium, my hands were cold and I was very excited.
"Congratulations!" The old principal stretched out his right hand to me again, "Thank you!" My hands and the old principal's hands were clasped together again, which was very cold. "Don't forget that feeling."
I was startled and walked off the stage with the feeling in my palm. Looking back, I saw the old principal looking at me with a smile, and I suddenly understood.
This allows me to study with a calm heart and not be impatient. 2. Handshake I put my friendship into my fingers, hold your hand, and leave an indelible warmth? The bonfire dance kicked off at this moment, and our hands holding each other felt a different kind of emotion.
People always like to shake hands to express their friendliness. The other party was also very happy and accepted the friendliness of the other party, so the two sat across from each other, drinking and talking. This was the ancient way of making friends. Do we still retain these beautiful traditions now? That's unknown.
Nowadays, there are many people shaking hands with each other. Some have real feelings, and there are also unknown people who pretend to be gentle people on the surface. Maybe, for them, shaking hands may just be in front of the camera. It's just a way to show off, but there is an ulterior secret behind it. In this sense, they have defiled the original meaning of the handshake and made it vulgar.
The gap is getting bigger and bigger. Can you and I still be as close as before? In the dream, we hold each other's hands, does it feel so familiar? Perhaps, shaking hands is also a way to pick up old love. Two people who have been forgotten because of time will hold each other's fingers and be as close as before. , when facing a close friend who has returned from a foreign land, shaking hands can also eliminate the sense of distance between them. Maybe excessive sadness will make you collapse, then I will hold your hand and heal your wounds; maybe time will dilute the feelings, then I will use my hands to turn back time; maybe, tomorrow It will be the end of the world, so I will hold your hand so that you will no longer panic.
The clasped hands are filled with silent joy, the temperature of the fingertips melts the scars, and the tightly fitting palms convey the friendship between each other, although, I know that shaking hands cannot heal everything, However, it can convey a spirit and a belief. Maybe, many years later, the hands we hold tightly when we fall together can eliminate the fear of death. Maybe, in that war-torn era, the hands we hold tightly can give each other firm confidence. Maybe, in Qingmei, While drinking and talking about the world, you can feel each other's determination by holding hands tightly.
A handshake is like a blood chain, connecting us to each other and achieving spiritual harmony; a handshake is like a silent wish; a pair of huge wings allows us to protect each other.
A stone can stir up a thousand waves, and a pair of hands can make your heart surge. A handshake is a virtue worth praising and carrying forward. A handshake is a culture worth praising and remembering. Please don’t forget it. The beautiful memories and firm belief it brings to you will be a touch and blessing worth remembering throughout your life.
3. Shake hands. The temperature of your palms can convey the feelings of your soul. When I was little, my mother said to me with a smile: "If your palms are cold, no one will feel any pain. The baby's palms must be warm."
But I always laughed at her for these things. Mom smiled but didn't answer.
When I was a child, my mother always worried me. My constitution was very weak and I would get sick easily. My mother stayed up late every night to take care of me until her eyes were bloodshot.
When I was in the third grade of junior high school, I would smell the aroma of food when I got home every day. I know my mother is waiting for me.
It’s half an hour’s journey from school to home, but because it’s dark, my mother rushes me over and over again, asking if there’s a traffic jam on the road? Why haven't you arrived yet? Until sometimes I can't help but say a few words impatiently. That day, I got out of school very late and had something to eat with my classmates. I was glad that my mother didn’t call me to change directions and rush me.
When I got on the road, I felt a little strange. Normally, my mother would call twice every three minutes, but why didn’t she have one now? When I called him, there was no one at home, so I felt uneasy. It turns out that my mother's concern has become a habit. She got out of the car and walked home in a hurry. She always felt that the road was so long. From the station to home, it was not far, but it felt like I had walked for a long time.
When I think of my mother, I feel a guilty feeling in my heart. There were a few beads of sweat on my palms. When I got downstairs, I saw that the lights in the house were on. 6. Write an essay on the topic of handshake
Shen Congwen once said to you: "We love each other for a lifetime, but life is still too short."
And I just want to hold your hand Hand, I don’t want to say anything, because no words can sum up my heart for you.
Do you know why? Why should I hold your hand?
Because, literature -
It is you who let me see the joys and sorrows of the world, it is you who let me experience life like poetry, it is you who let me understand the true meaning of life. , it was you who allowed me to overcome every danger and go beyond my limits!
Yes, you are the one who makes the clear spring flow through my heart and lets the fire burn my enthusiasm!
It was you who made me see Li Bai leaving Chang'an with a sword, Su Dongpo wandering into Hainan, Wu Jingzi studying in the scholarly world in despair, Cao Xueqin sending a message to the Red Mansion full of sorrow; it was you who made me see the hatred of the Count of Monte Cristo. , Tess's beauty and desolation, Nora's running away, Anna's lying on the train, Paul's pursuit, Helen's struggle; it is you who allow me to travel through time and space and let me appreciate the world!
It’s you, late at night, I came up with you, admired you, loved you, liked you, especially those poems.
In the middle of the night, feel the majesty of "the endless falling trees rustling, the endless Yangtze River rolling in" and the delicacy of "the light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass is distant but not close"; feel the "quick sound of horses" , the heroism of "the bow is like a thunderbolt string" and the gracefulness of "the willow bank, the dawn wind wanes the moon"; feel the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain" and "stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are red in February" Flower" romance.
In such a late night, it is full of color and flavor because of you; it becomes rich and wonderful because of you.
It's still you——
When I was discouraged, you said to me: "I am born with talents that will be useful" and "Life is not born to be defeated." Say to me when I'm struggling: "That's it, where there's a will, there's a way." Say to me when I'm successful: "If you're full, you'll be hurt, but if you're humble, you'll be benefited."
It's you who fills me up Self-confidence makes me shout: "Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out. How can I be a Penghao person?"
It is you who allow me to maintain my innocence and be able to call out the "white jade plate" with children. Dream about the beautiful Chang'e.
It’s you who screwed me up, screwed up my spirit and my body.
It is you who allow me to extend my pain into gold ornaments as thin as cicada wings.
It is you who blew open the blocked flower buds and spread the fragrance of the garden.
It’s all because of you - literature! How do you want me to let you go? Please, let me hold your hand! 7. An essay on the topic of handshakes
The beautiful angel gives tranquility a pair of gentle hands, just like the cool breeze in spring, slowly sliding over without leaving a trace, but it can Gently pluck the heartstrings deep in people's hearts and play a crisp and sweet tune.
But when did she come? Come, why leave in a hurry? Legend has it that a handshake with tranquility and a date with tranquility are all in the embrace of nature. Perhaps we are walking through high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete during the day, and the oasis is just an isolated island in the vast gray.
We cannot stop quietly to savor this life and this destiny, nor can we sit down quietly and carefully explore our deepest inner world.
But in that misty mountain city on a rainy night, we could sit by the window and listen to the sound of light rain falling, and a hazy rain curtain was pulled down from the sky in our eyes.
The ripples in my heart are rippling and letting go, with a faint pot of tea and a clear cup of rain. The leaves carrying raindrops are connected together. Looking in the night, the black shadows also have traces of green.
All the worries and anger were washed away by the rain, leaving only a faint tranquility and a shallow pure heart. It was an early summer morning, and the crisp chirping of birds woke me up from my sleep. I held a collection of essays and followed the breeze to a chair in the garden.
The warm sunshine gently shines on my body through the mist. I opened the book, immersed myself in the beautiful dreams woven by the writers, and savored the touches revealed between the lines.
Closing the book, my face was filled with the satisfaction of being touched, and the door to my heart was quietly opened. Once the door of the heart is opened, it is difficult to close it quickly, and the picture in the mind emerges clearly.
Time is going backwards little by little, as if I have returned to that sad summer of farewell - the scene when I graduated from elementary school. What a contradictory mentality. I want to enter a new world as soon as possible, but I don't want to leave my classmates who have been in love with each other for six years.
Who can I talk to about this sweet and sour taste? At this time, she - Tranquility, this beautiful angel came, walking gracefully towards me with small steps like lotus flowers, and sat down next to me. I held her hand and my mind instantly returned to the moment we parted.
The classmates wrote each other's classmates' records. It seemed like a lively and joyful scene, but it revealed a bit of melancholy. Friends of six years had said goodbye like this. How many six years can we have in our lifetime? Everyone goes their separate ways, with no way of knowing.
I am also afraid that time will dilute the memories and blur each other's faces in the memory. In the end, walking on the street will be like strangers. She listened patiently, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of my eyes, gently helped me close the door to sadness, let happiness out of the window, and then turned around and disappeared.
It left me smiling with tears in my eyes, everything was as ethereal as a dream and evocative. Shake hands with tranquility, relive beautiful memories, and keep a sense of calmness in your heart. 8. Write a 600-word essay on the topic of handshake
Handshake is a way of communication between people. It symbolizes friendship, cooperation at work, etc. It is indispensable in our lives. Yes, people cannot do without it. It is one of the communication tools for us. It has different meanings and expresses different things in different time and environment, such as "shake hands and make peace", etc. Some people say what do people do? Want to shake hands? Some people also say that shaking hands can change yourself? The answer is no.
Businessmen will shake hands when they meet, and police officers at the same level will also shake hands when they meet. Do their handshakes mean the same thing? Handshakes also appear frequently in our lives. Sometimes we need to shake hands to make friends, and we need to shake hands when asking for things to do. It can be seen that the topic of handshakes has long become a hot topic in public. We have become accustomed to it and its existence. < /p>