4月了,阳光明媚。婆母从箱底儿翻出一件月白色绣花旗袍让我看。我拿在手里,丝绸温温软软。忽然想起自己有一床被子,是妈妈结婚时姥姥给她置办的,艳粉色光洁的缎面上,十分精细的针法绣着燕子和花枝。每每摊开它,就会有种“我有一床鸟语花香”的感觉。婆母站在阳台小院里晒刚洗好的被单,衣裳……那些花花绿绿的颜色在春天的阳光里铺展开,舒舒坦坦的。院子的一角,海 April, sunny. Mom from the bottom of the box turned out a month white embroidered cheongsam let me see. I hold in my hand, silk warm and soft. Suddenly remembered that he has a quilt, her mother married her grandmother to her to buy, bright pink smooth satin, very fine stitch embroidered with swallows and flowering branches. Often spread it, there will be a kind of “I have a beautiful flower” feeling. Mother stood in the balcony small courtyard just washed the sheets, clothes ... ... those colorful colors spread in the spring sunshine, comfortable. The corner of the yard, sea