Chapter 4 red scarf

The old grandma happily walked home with a large roll of red wool. These wools are going to be used to weave a warm and soft red scarf for my little granddaughter. I have already thought about the style: To weave into a pattern of fish scales, leave a finger of wool to make long tassels, just like the tail of a big red fish, because the granddaughter's name is Xiaoyu! The old woman was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice that she was going in the wrong direction. She walked and walked, and came to a harvested corn field, a scarecrow in ragged clothes was trembling slightly on the bare ridge.

"Ah, are you cold? Let me knit you a hat." The grandma thought, fortunately, I bought a lot of wool.She sat down on the ridge of the field and wove a red hat for the Scarecrow. The scarecrow in the red hat looked like a little red flower blooming in the field. It grinned at the old grandma, and the old grandma smiled too, and then she walked on. She walked and walked, and came to a grove that had lost all its leaves. A short and small birch tree was trembling slightly under the gray sky. "Yeah, are you cold? Let me knit you a glove." The grandma thought, fortunately, I bought a lot of wool.She sat on the rock and wove a dozen red gloves for the young birch.

The little birch tree wearing red gloves is like a red lantern hanging from a tree. It waved its branches at the old grandma, and the old grandma waved at it, and then she continued to move forward. She walked and walked, and came to a small frozen river, an old wooden boat with peeling paint, trembling slightly beside the mossy embankment. "Ah, are you cold? Let me knit you a vest." The grandma thought, fortunately, I bought a lot of wool.She sat down on the stake where the rope was tied, and wove a red vest for the old wooden boat. The old wooden boat in the red vest looked like a red swan swimming in the river. It nodded to the old lady, and the old lady nodded to it, and then she continued to move forward.

She walked and walked, and came to a vast expanse of white snow. A sun that was about to set was trembling slightly on the silver horizon. "Yeah, are you cold too? Let me knit a scarf for you." The grandma thought, fortunately, I bought a lot of wool.She sat down in the sun and knitted a red scarf for the sun. The sun, wrapped in a red scarf, covered the whole snow with a layer of pink light. It looked at the old lady tenderly, and the old lady also looked at it. At this moment, she found that she was already standing at the door of the house. "Grandma, grandma, what are you holding?"

"Ah, it's a piece of red thread. Come, come in, grandma will play with you on the rope."