The Origin of Yi Triangle Wallet

In ancient times, about 200 miles southeast of Luoyang, there was a state called Ruzhou, and there was a small town called Miaoxia in the west of the state. Surrounded by mountains, the scenery is pleasant, and there is a wonderful custom: once young men and women are engaged, the woman must personally send a purse embroidered with Yuanyang to the man, which goes without saying. If it is decided to get married early, it must be embroidered by the wife's sister-in-law or the elder sister who has passed the door in the neighborhood as a lifelong token.

There lived a beautiful girl named Jade Girl in the town. Jade girl is eighteen years old, ingenious, naturally intelligent, good at embroidery and weaving, especially the various flower patterns on the embroidered purse, which often make bees and butterflies fall on it, showing the depth of kung fu.

Such a good girl, the suitors naturally broke the threshold, but they were all politely declined by the girl's family. It turned out that the girl had her own man and the family acquiesced. It's a pity that the young man has been exiled to the Great Wall for two years, with no news and no wallet. Jade girl looks forward to it every day, thinks about it every night, and misses it hard, so she embroiders a purse every month to talk about her worries and hangs it on the peony branches in front of the window. Over time, the purse formed a string and became what people called "purse peony".

(2) The second legend

The vast Yishan is breezy, with beautiful scenery and charming customs, just like Ma Yinghua in full bloom. In this landscape painting, the most fascinating are several embroidered mothers.

Juque, now called Yongren County in ancient times. But embroidery has a long history, and Yi women, especially those young and beautiful Yi sisters, are all ingenious. The needle and thread are in their dexterous hands, like the dance of a silver snake. If dragons go out to sea, they can freely shuttle, express their feelings and beautiful and elegant costumes, which inject vitality and vitality into their hard-working life. These Yi women are not only good at embroidery, but also at dressing up. What they wear on their bodies and heads are all embroidered by them, especially on various festivals. All the Yi women in the village are dressed in red and green, which is picturesque. When foreigners enter Yishan, they are the most impressed and unforgettable.

Where there are women, there are men, and where there are sisters, there are brothers. Embroidered mothers' feelings and intentions are directed at Brother A. Every slack season, those embroidered mothers and old people sit on the platform, flying their needlework, but their hearts are thinking about the years when they sat in the sedan chair, as deep as wrinkles on their faces. Young people, embroidered with flower purses, are thinking like buds on the treetops, and quietly hum two sentences: "Brother, why don't you come, sister, I am embroidering your purse ..."

Every night, those young embroidered mothers put on their favorite clothes and hide in the girl's room, attic and boudoir, expecting their brother to appear as soon as possible ... The hearts are interlinked, colorful clothes and colorful purses are all tokens of the collision of two hearts. While waiting for the embroidered mother, Brother A came in a hurry, wrapped in a faint night, with a beloved flower pouch hanging on his wrist, a piece of konoha in his mouth, and stepping on a cheerful tune. The leaves are long, and my brother's heart, through the leaves and dance steps, dances up and down in the mountains close to the mountain, passing it on to the beautiful embroidered mothers, making the young embroidered mothers dance irrepressibly in the wind ...

Stab! Embroidery! A flower, rosefinch's flower, blooms on the affectionate hillside; A flower, a dog claw flower, is surrounded by a beating heart. Ma Yinghua's mountains, honeysuckle, wild camellia, and unknown mountain flowers are immersed in the chest of spring in the needle-by-needle cultivation of embroidered mothers. At dawn, spring woke up, and the affectionate embroiderer lovingly put on colorful clothes and began to sing for the new day. ...

In the Yi Caotang, where there are few people, there are mountains, rivers, grass and trees, and the feelings and love of the embroidered mother are everywhere.

There is a mountain, which is my brother's magnificent and touching chest; However, having water is the passionate pursuit of embroidered mothers.

Suzaku's Embroidered Woman is a folk love letter, which is inexhaustible and never abandoned. It is often sung and sequel, passed down from generation to generation in Yishan, with endless aftertaste.