These days, my father was ill and had to be taken care of in the hospital. With things on my mind, I lost the mood to write something. Taking advantage of this time, I took up the cross-stitching upon my daughter's advice. I've never done it before, but I always like others' works, though I was unwilling to touch it myself. This time, I finally started embroidery. To my surprise, I couldn't stop once I got started. I first found a simple one and spent several days to finish it. Then I thought I was pretty good at it, so I went and bought a few more, planned them well. But I don't know when I can complete them, just do my best.