A series of hand-embroidered hand-made embroidery pieces.

Especially in the past few days, the weather has become colder and colder, and the snow has also fallen. Sometimes when I don’t want to read or do embroidery, I take out my previous collection and look at it. I touch here and there, and I just feel Time is condensed in the stitches and threads of these embroidered flowers and plants, swaying out a faint and distant fragrance. I remember that when I was making the cuffs of one of the flower and plant embroidery patterns in this embroidery series, Ip Man pawned the warm clothes he was going to wear to the Northeast and secretly left a plain button. From then on, he carried it with him everywhere. What I care about about this button is that his wife, who has shared the joys and sorrows with him for many years and finally faded away, does not appear in his thoughts.