I really like Nalan Xingdes song "Sheng Cha Zi". The east wind cannot relieve its sorrow and secretly unfolds the Hunan skirt. Carrying a sarong alone at night reflects the slender waist painting. The scorching water is covered with smoke, and the dew is dripping from the mandarin duck tiles. Flower bones should be fragrant when cold, under small standing cherries. The lyrics are elegant and delicate, and the various styles are full of fresh and graceful thoughts. The flower bones, cold, fragrant, small standing, and cherry under the flowers are meticulously copied to create a quiet and cold state. The scenery is cold and the heart is missing. It is so long and far away that if you can find a basin of cold water to extinguish your burning thoughts in time, you can have them, but this kind of affection that cannot be seen, cannot be understood, is cold or not, and is difficult to explain is the most difficult to understand. This is also the artistic conception that I want to express in this series of hand-embroidered images.