Dream Weaving at Dawn

In the 10th year of the Republic of China, Tongli Ancient Town, Suzhou. Eighteen-year-old Lin Xiaoxi lives under someone else's roof and spends her days embroidering patterns in the attic that she doesn't know if she can exchange for tomorrow's meal money. She has ancestral Su embroidery skills and a incomplete copy of "Lin's Embroidery Book". The embroidery manual records a kind of stitching called "meaning embroidery" - it's not about seeing with your eyes, but "knowing" it with your heart. One embroidery needle, four women, the rebirth of an ancient town. Ah Rong, the proprietress of Chun Shui Tea House, is cheerful and energetic. Shen Qingyue, a young lady from a down-and-out family, is a good writer. Shi Xiaoyu, a fisherman girl, can move a boat and shoulder tasks. The four of them formed the "Dream Weaver Society". From night market stalls to international exhibition stands, from being looked down upon to making the entire industry bow its head - this is not the revenge of one woman, but the awakening of a group of women. When foreign merchants' machine embroidery products hit the market, Xiaoxi took these hand embroidery products to Shanghai and London to show them what "one stitch, one world, one thread, one universe" means. "The sky will always light up. But the most important thing is - every time it gets dark, remember to light a lamp and embroider a beam of light for yourself and the people around you."