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In my memory, my mother did a very good job in needlework, especially the embroidery she painted, which was far and near and a little famous. There are many kinds of shoes my mother cut, especially the Tiger-toe shoes, tiger-toe socks and tiger-head gloves which cover children’s eyes (the embroidered eyes are not convex and concave), which are vivid and vivid. Maybe I was influenced by my mother early. It seemed that I took a needle much earlier than a pen. In my memory, my mother’s sewing basket was my earliest toy, in which the colorful cloth head and colorful silk threads had a great attraction to me, and I often played for a long time. In my memory, mother’s dressing box was always filled with piles of embroidery and shoe patterns cut from white paper, which made relatives and friends from far and near come to beg. In my memory, the first time I took a needle to make a needlework seemed to be only five or six years old. My mother’s original intention was to encircle me and prevent me from running around on the narrow ship side. After all, the huge red paint gourd on her back could not make my mother reduce half of her worries, it can not reduce the fear of people on the ship for water. Perhaps, my initial perception of color came from my mother’s rag tip, and the first work I made with a needle was the rag tip. My mother trimmed all kinds of cloth strips into triangles of the same size, or trapezoid or fan shapes. According to my mother’s aesthetic, she set them one by one on the small table in front of me and taught me to go from inside to outside, layer by layer to straight seam, splice into square semi-finished products. Gradually, there were more semi-finished squares like me. They shook their bodies in mother’s hands and turned into bright and colorful quilts, or children’s unique quilts or coats, or simple small vests made of several pieces. Such small rags are always full of endless attraction to me. Small cloth strips which are less than the width of fingers are sewn into the inner heart of the rag tip. The gradient color selection is from shallow to deep, just like flowers in full bloom, from the flower core to the flower surface, I have blended into my own small mind, which injected endless fun into my lonely water life in my childhood. In the memory of preschool age, it seems that except for a radio, these colorful needlework are left. This kind of cloth tip often has a strong color contrast, which can make good use of the pattern and texture of the rag, and then rub into your own creativity to achieve unexpected aesthetic feeling. In the tailor’s shop, I bought a lot of rags for one yuan, and the waste was reused, which added colorful colors to the poor and monotonous life of that era. The most important thing is that it comes from its beautiful meaning, which is also called hundreds of cloths for the cloth tip. It is endowed with a beautiful wish to exorcise evil and avoid disasters by hardworking and kind people, and pray for health and safety. Maybe it comes from heredity, or maybe I got used to my mother’s demure when she lowered her head to be a needlework, and I have already been familiar with all kinds of stitch methods and steps of my mother. My mother always praised me for my unique perception of colors. The beginner stage was very short. A few months later, I learned embroidery with my mother. The stage of learning monochrome was not long, and soon I learned colorful embroidery with my mother with a little flower stretch. Monochrome embroidery starts from embroidering diapers, and the diapers of people on the ship are always extraordinary. On the double-layer square coarse cloth surface, add waist about two inches high, or blue, blue, or purple. On these rectangular waist, mother used to draw continuous patterns, or symmetrical plate Lotus, or other pictographic flowers. There are many kinds of patterns on diapers, such as Nine-son pomegranate, a handrail, and lotus flowers, three peaches worshipping mother, gourd, water chestnut and other flowers and fruits with auspicious meanings. The monochromatic embroidery type of diapers is huge, the pattern is clear, leaving a lot of white space, and the atmosphere is jumping without losing softness. All the semi-finished products I embroidered need to be reprocessed by my mother, and she will choose a layer of extremely soft cotton cloth to lining it to prevent the embroidery thread from being polished to the baby’s immature little butt. Perhaps because of the strong wind of the boat, there were not so many clothes clips in the past. Such diapers were nailed with long tapes and tied to ropes to dry, blue, white and purple, like colorful flags dancing in the air, it has become a unique scenery for people on board. Colorful embroidery can test the skill of quietness more than single embroidery. First of all, you must sit quietly and have no distractions to embroider satisfactory works. My quiet character has been in existence for a long time, and maybe it has been formed at that time. Most of the colorful embroidery works are pillowcases. With white background or light pink, pink and blue background, flowers usually choose peony, Lily, Magpie and plum which symbolize auspiciousness. The fabric of the pillowcase is very thin, anti-wrinkle is the first thing to pay attention to, and also the most test of patience. Colored threads are hung in rows on the online board. With the fine and uniform superposition or coverage of stitch layer by layer, the embroideries in the stretch of flowers form little by little, which are colorful, convex and concave, and lifelike. The needlework is the most self-cultivation. No matter how playful a child is, a heart will become gentle and quiet with flowers stretching in his arms. Calm down, you can see from the length of a embroidery thread she used. The most common saying of my mother is that if you want to save time, you will be more likely to tie the thread, which will cause uneven force and wrinkle of the embroidery thread. On the contrary, it will delay more time. Think carefully, the Little Female Red reflects the philosophy of life. Since I was at the age of school, I left my mother early and lived in a relative’s house. I didn’t learn my mother’s skill of making shoes, and I still feel sorry till now. I still remember that before leaving, my mother cut me a small shoe pattern with a thumb size, and even the Foundation was soft. I still remember that it was a pair of Big Red wide mouth mushroom shoes. My mother put a dot on the white sole with a ballpoint pen and asked me to put on the cross pattern, The headdress flower is a blooming rose, spreading out a small half-open bone flower. Due to the dark red upper, the flowers are made of light pink, changing layer by layer, plus two light green leaves, which are very beautiful. I fondled to play, but my mother picked me up high and asked me to throw my little shoes from the top of the chimney and give them to little mushrooms to wear. The first pair of shoes made by every little girl must be given to little mushrooms. The magical little mushrooms will open your wisdom and bless your ingenuity, peace and happiness in your life. From now on, the ancient tradition is so warm and romantic, full of fairy tale flavor. The mother who is good at needlework is poetic, even though poverty and hardship can not obliterate half of them at all. After approaching the school, it was far away from needlework, but the ideas originated from the needlework emerged one after another with various patterns. Randomly fold a branch from the broom, choose a small piece of white cloth and cut it into circles one by one, fill it with cotton, tie it in with threads and tie it tightly between the branches of bamboo seedlings, then I smudged with the red ink of the teacher’s homework secretly. A red plum which seemed to be unopened came out and inserted into the thin-necked wine bottle, which became my pride and pride and made my children envious. Since junior high school, I have been living in the school. I have been carrying needlework with me, and my interest has been transferred to clothes. At this time, my mother cried her eyes because she was worried about her brother who participated in the Vietnam War, so she couldn’t do needlework any more. So I picked up the old clothes that my cousin eliminated to wear. The pictures in the clothing magazine tempt me, and the styles of those old clothes were far from satisfying my inner desire to jump. My first ready-to-wear was actually a semi-finished product, which was also a coincidence. I wore the modified Tang suit proudly for two years until I could not put it into my growing body any more, however, this kind of toss cannot be accepted since then. It was a white shirt made by my sister. I didn’t know whether the tailor measured the wrong size, or there was some kind of magic in it, which was specially left for me to practice. On a too wide side, I folded three big live folds and closed them at a distance of 10cm from the bottom. The pleated waist is closed, and the pleated bottom is elegant and flexible, which suits my heart very much. But there were only a few thread ends left at the beginning of the wrinkles on the chest, which were not perfect enough. Then I found a small piece of yellow cloth from my mother’s sewing basket and cut it into five-pointed maple leaves, thinking that I would add a piece of green maple leaves, but I couldn’t find a suitable one any more, so I had to match it with a piece of sky blue maple leaves, embroider the edges and cover them on the thread head. Fortunately, I loved to boast at that time, so I took a few photos for my debut. When I was in high school, I was catching up with Qiong Yao’s novels which swept the campus, but I was more obsessed with the heroine’s clothing in the book. In my memory, those beauties almost all like white trousers with elegant dark shirts. Therefore, the living expenses less than ten yuan a week were deducted again and again by me. I took a few yuan from it to buy several feet of floral silk, and repeatedly found creative inspiration from the words. It often takes a Sunday rest time to fold the cloth of four feet in half. You only need to dig a round neckline, seal the edges, and wear a cut cloth edge strip to make a ribbon. Cut one from the cloth strip dug out under the armpit, wear it on the bottom to make elastic, a chic and elegant batwing shirt, matched with pure white trousers, and then use the rag to make a bow to sew on the rubber band, which is needlework, it made me walk at the forefront of fashion with the careful consideration of spending a few yuan. Now it takes more time to surf the internet and write words. Fortunately, NV Hong is not willing to lose her. She is just like another self hidden in my heart. She has been there all the time. She is on the large and small cross stitch; She is on the hole of the down jacket cut by the child; She is on the embroidery of the corner of a square cloth handkerchief; she was in the creative pattern of children’s sweater; In the sachets of dragon boat festival; She even embroidered the letters of names on the underpants of my children living in school to distinguish them from others; she would even put on a regular button, even an embroidered bookmark, a key pendant with a buckle …… she was still in my poetry, in my regular script, in my gouache paintings, in my interior design, in my eyes, the train of years moves forward all the way, and the scenery walking all the way is stepped back and gradually blurred, only the needlework, I treasured it all the way, deep in my heart. She became the poetry in my heart. She stayed with me from childhood to adulthood, giving me full freedom and full happiness. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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