Give gloves to the stars and time

Author/Ji Pu Le Dansu

This Moon phase object "glove"

Explanation

Items worn on the hands, made of cotton, wool, leather, etc. It is used to prevent cold or protect hands.

Visionary

Text/Ji Pu Le

Ji Pu Le was born in the countryside of Hebei Province and now lives in Hengshui. I like to write poems and fairy tales, but I am afraid of writing introductions, 55...

I am a sheep.

I am a diligent and skillful sheep.

I am a diligent, skillful and economically savvy sheep.

The weather gradually turned cooler. After a few rains and several strong winds, the weather became even colder. I planned to use the wool I had saved up when the weather was warm, dye it, twist it - all into mittens, and then open a glove shop. I thought about it, and the store sign said: "Nuan Yangyang Glove Store".

Just do it. I am impatient, hehe, if I have an idea, I will act immediately! No, in just three days, my glove shop was opened. Colorful gloves are neatly placed on the brand-new glass counter; there are also various gloves hanging on the brand-new shelves. I guarantee with my own conscience that these are definitely pure wool gloves!

For publicity, I first tried on a pair of pink ones myself, and then I gave a pair to each of my neighbors, the little fox, the little squirrel, and the little white rabbit. They are respectively Open clothing stores, hat stores, and sock stores. If they wear my gloves, then customers who are buying clothes, hats, and socks may ask about the gloves and come to my shop.

Whatever is sold is bought. On the first day of opening, someone came to support us. He was a strange person, very strange, very strange. He wore a star-shaped hat, and the light in his eyes was silver like the light of the stars.

"I'm in charge of cleaning. It's so cold in winter. I wish I had a pair of gloves!"

This The strange man muttered to himself, but he quickly chose a pair, which was purple. Just one pair in this color. He is so lucky and has great vision. I knitted this pair with the most care and the most beautiful style. He wore it, and it fit him perfectly. Looking at his expression, you can tell that he is very satisfied. He quickly paid the price and left in a hurry.

Since opening this one, my business has gradually become popular. Within a few days, all the gloves have been sold out. Looking at the money I made, I felt happy and sweet. With this money, I began to arrange the life in my imagination.

Sometimes when I meet people I don’t know on the road, but they wear gloves bought from me, I feel very friendly. I have always wanted to meet my first customer, the strange customer who bought the purple gloves, but I have never been able to do so.

Winter is so cold. One day I came back late, and the stars in the sky were like needlepoints, shining with cold light. Suddenly, I discovered that there was a shooting star, emitting purple light, slowly sliding in the night sky like a rose.

"Ah, it's so beautiful! It's the first time I saw purple stars!"

I slowed down. , and, at this time, many people slowed down and looked at the cold winter sky and the beautiful stars. Why is there a purple star in the sky? From now on, as long as it is a clear night, you can see a purple star gliding in the sky. This adds interest to this cold winter.

In a blink of an eye, the spring of the coming year has arrived. One night when the spring breeze was intoxicating, I, and many others, stood at the bridge looking at the purple star together.

"It is like a rose in the sky.

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"Yes, it's so romantic and beautiful! "We were amazed.

Suddenly, two objects fell from the sky and landed gently on the bridge. We ran over together, only to find that they were two gloves. In the dim light, I could still clearly see that it was a purple glove. I squeezed over and picked it up, and pieces of light flew out of the glove like butterflies.

"This is it. I knitted the gloves! This is my craft! "

I became excited. I remembered the first customer when the glove store opened last year: I also thought of the purple star in the sky throughout the winter. (Life Inspirational )Oh, suddenly I understood, that strange customer must be the little star man, who is responsible for cleaning the sky. Now that the weather is getting warmer, he took off his gloves.

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I put away my gloves and secretly looked forward to this winter.

I wonder what color gloves he will choose this winter.

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Professional teaching, love of life , likes to write, walk and think randomly, and has published works such as "Silk Road Temptation" and "Happiness Code"

Growing up, I have had many pairs of gloves, and there will continue to be more. Many pairs. I actually discovered that I haven’t thought about the stories or feelings surrounding those pairs of gloves for many years, but if I think about them carefully, I still remember most of them very clearly.

There is a pair of small gloves, not much bigger than baby gloves. I can’t help laughing in the memory, but I am already in elementary school wearing such small gloves. I am sure it is not my memory. I have always been small, with small hands, small feet, and a small stature. My mother’s friends sometimes joke that raising such a child saves fabric, so knitting gloves should also save thread. .

Mom is a capable woman. She can do many female celebrities, but she doesn’t do it often because she is busy. She is an advanced worker who is often praised in the unit, and she is always vigorous and vigorous. . So, I could only let her worry. For a time, I never thought that she was very handy. In that era of scarcity, there were many skilled mothers, and the little gloves in my hands were too small. < /p>

Now, many, many years later, I called my mother: "Mom, do you remember that I have a pair of little gloves? Is it orange? "My mother said without hesitation, "Yes. I asked again: "I remember it was made of wool. Who knitted it?" "My mother said happily: "I knitted it. "I suddenly felt warm in my heart. My mother must not have expected that this pair of little gloves, lying in the memory, warms me more than before.

This pair of little gloves When the gloves first popped into my memory, I thought they were dark green, and then they turned orange. It felt very strange, so I called my mother specifically to confirm.

Probably. It was this pair of small gloves that made me fall in love with woolen gloves unknowingly. Although there are also one or two pairs of leather gloves or other materials among a lot of gloves, in winter, I just pick them up and wear them. The pair I wear are often woolen gloves. The warmth from the softness of wool may have enveloped me since I was a child and made me accustomed to it after I entered middle school. I started to like fingerless gloves, or fingerless gloves. They seemed to have become popular all of a sudden. The most eye-catching ones were the guys who could break dance, twisting their bodies like snakes, twitching, and being shocked. , causing bursts of applause and screams from the students. There seemed to be a mysterious force in the black fingerless gloves, which was transmitted from the fingertips of one hand to the whole body and then to the fingertips of the other hand. It was so cool. .

The ease of finger movement is probably one of people’s favorite features, especially, but that’s not all.

At that time, I was afraid of the cold and suffered from frostbite on my hands almost every winter.

Some other students also get it, but their fingers become thick and red. Unlike me, the small red envelopes really correspond to the name of frostbite, like scars, which are ugly. Wearing gloves can cover it, but sometimes it is inconvenient. For example, writing will be very slow. The emergence of fingerless gloves is like a divine weapon descending from the sky in my mind. I still remember my two pairs of fingerless gloves, a pair of black ones and a pair of blue, red and yellow striped ones. They were both made of wool and had a small cover that flipped up and buckled on the back of the hand. When you don't need to do anything, put down the small cover and cover the exposed fingers, turning it into a real fingerless glove.

They accompanied me through a long period of time, in middle school, university, and then at work. I always feel that they took good care of a sensitive and transparent heart during those growing years.

In fact, which pair of gloves is not like this? Silently record every moment of life, whether you remember it or not, time is passing by.

Suddenly I understood why my little gloves magically jumped out of dark green before turning into orange. The little glove lying in the memory, the shape of the open palm, is like an open maple leaf, full of time, from green to golden, which is both the growth of the years and the harvest of growth.