Whether you are in school or entering the society, you have often seen the figure of essay, right? Essay is a method of narration that expresses the meaning of a topic through words after consideration of human thought and language organization. Still at a loss for essays? The following is my carefully organized essay on mom's clothes, which is for reference only.
Mom's clothes essay 1Speaking of my mother, I think of her closet full of clothes, there are slim package strand dresses; there are silver gowns; there are youthful bubble dresses; there are refreshingly handsome T-shirts; there are fat and warm down jackets, as well as spirited shirts and easy-going jeans. Of course, there is no shortage of cute sweatshirts.
I remember once, my mom looked at a dress in a store and asked me after trying it on, "Does it look good on mom?" I looked seriously, nodded and said, "Uh-huh! Good looking!" Mom picked left and right, and then said to herself, "Hey! It always feels a little small." She stood in front of the mirror and kept scrutinizing herself, shook her head and said, "No, no! This one doesn't quite fit." It was at this time that her eyes lit up and she said to the salesman, "Take that one down and let me take a look." In passing, she pointed to the black and white shirt hanging above it. After the salesman took it down, my mom went to the dressing room to change, and when she was done, she asked me excitedly, "How about this one? It fits!" I looked at her a little impatiently, there seems to be a hint of anger, replied: "OK, absolutely beautiful!" Mom didn't even notice that I was getting annoyed, but instead happily went back to choosing other clothes. After a few more tries, my mom asked me again how I was doing, but I simply didn't even look at her and ignored her, letting her make her own decisions about everything. After a few hours of choosing clothes, mom finally bought five or six pieces of clothes that she was happy with, before mother and daughter went home with big bags. Along the way, the mother smiled, on their own today's "war results" is quite satisfied.
After dinner, mom sat in front of the computer on Taobao, looking at the spotlight, staring at the computer screen, as if someone in the back of the call she could not hear it, "thud" sound, the computer suddenly jammed, mom happened to look at a super-cheap denim jackets, and as long as it takes more than 200, can be really cheap, a lot of people want to rush to buy. A lot of people want to rush to buy, the opening time has come, how to do ah! Mom was in a hurry. After about ten minutes, the computer returned to normal, but a gray line like a bolt from the blue appeared in front of the mother's eyes - this baby has been removed from the shelves. These words are like a knife in the mother's heart, mom was furious as if she did not win the million dollar jackpot, the hateful eyes seem to computer "five horse". The computer is a very good choice, but it's not the only thing that you can do.
I looked at my house, the clothes piled up mountains of hiding room, can not help but sigh. Mom, please don't buy any more! If you do, our house will become a clothes store!
Mom's Clothes Essay 2
"June 1," tomorrow is "June 1," and I'm so happy! I must wear the beautiful clothes I bought yesterday to show my classmates. Oh yes, where are the new clothes? Where is it? I rushed headfirst into the cabinet rummage, that is an extremely beautiful dress ah, the color is pink, silk thick material, the collar has a few small flowers embellished, the sleeves are bubble sleeves, the chest has a shiny pearl, the waist and with a bow, wear it up to be like a little princess, you do not know, that is my mom and dad "hard to get" got. You don't know, that is my "softly" to mom and dad to get.
"Huh?" In the inconspicuous corner of the cabinet, placed a very worn clothes, I was surprised to hold it up, carefully scrutinized: purple cloth washed white, collar, cuffs full of patches. At this time, my mother happened to walk in, "Yo, little muckraker, look at you turn over ...... you don't move!" She saw the clothes in my hands, her face immediately stared up, a grabbed the clothes. "Mom, so old clothes, still keep it for what?" I really don't understand why mom accused me. Mom did not say a word, gently caressing the clothes, the corners of her mouth showing a sweet smile. Gradually fell into contemplation ......
"You know what?" Mom slowly said, "Mom when I was small, although the family is not very poor, but Grandma and Grandpa always let us develop a good habit of saving, a new piece of clothing, we never want to wear. Always first let uncle wear, and then one by one to pass down. Mom is the youngest, when passed to my hands, the clothes are already very old, the color has receded, the material is also thin, accidentally will tear. But mom was still happy because it was the new dress I had been waiting for." Just at this moment, I finally understood why mom was so nervous just now.
"Here you go, little ancestor, your new clothes!" When my mom handed me my new clothes, I held it and couldn't help but remember yesterday's scene:
"I want this dress well, it's so beautiful!"
"No, we already have a lot of new clothes at home, we can't buy any more."
"All my classmates have new clothes for the holidays, so I want to buy them, too."
I'm not sure if I want to buy them, but I want to buy them.
I pouted, refused to leave the store, although my mother was very determined, but in the end, the soft-hearted father still bought me ...... alas, too wrong. Think of this, and then look at the hands of the mother of the "new clothes", I am ashamed to lower my head.
Hard work and simplicity is the traditional virtues of the Chinese people, no matter how abundant material conditions, we should inherit and carry forward ah. So, I made a decision, said to my mother, "Mom, give me your 'new clothes', I will treasure it." I said as I folded the clothes, folded so neatly ......
Mom's Clothes Essay 3My 'mom loves to shop, and when she does, she especially likes to pick and try on clothes. Every time I accompany her to the mall, I always have to walk up and down the stairs and try on the tops and pants. As a woman who also loves shopping, I have been through the trials and tribulations, but still not accustomed to, mom's picky. But the strange thing is that every time she went with her to pick, she is always picking fat and skinny ten thousand unsatisfactory, and finally had to return empty-handed. And in a few days, she is again happy to carry back a big bag of clothes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
In any case, I can't stand the fact that every time I buy a dress and try it on, I'm always in front of the mirror for a long time, and I keep changing my position. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about," he said. I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I could only agree that it was a good fit. In fact, the mother has indeed been old, rounded like a peach face has been peeled off the skin and flesh of the years, only the remaining that deep peach kernel lines, in the mother's mouth corner eyebrows wantonly open. Once the willow waist is no longer the same year, with the willow together with the thick up year by year. This kind of face, with a good dress modification, is not going to revitalize it.
With respect to the mother and do not want to let her sad, I said again and again mouth is not true, "not bad", "quite suitable", "very beautiful". ...... One dress after another has taken root in my family. But in recent years, my mother has added a bad habit -- always love to wear my clothes. I don't know if it's because I'm in a rebellious stage of self-consciousness or what. Whenever I see my mother wearing my clothes in front of me hanging around, mouth and nagging to buy more clothes for me in the future, so that I do not want to let her wear. My heart will be flooded with a piece of jealousy, floating a word - pretending to be young, narcissistic ...... eyes also more than a few points of contempt, but more than that is it. Who made me afraid to speak up? Who let mom feel too good at that time?
Today, mom brought back a set of clothes - dancing square dance dance clothes. Originally, because mom has not danced for a long time failed to share the clothing, but mom with good social skills to get another top and skirt. Clothes back, mom will immediately take off the clothes to change into dance clothes, not the slightest attention to their almost old eyes, but then walked to the front of the mirror, and then as in the past generally change the posture of the left to look at the right, eyes fixed on the mirror, the mouth is not idle. She also asked me if this top is too fat, look at her slightly fat belly, I said against my will a little fat, and then added but just right. Unexpectedly, she selectively filtered the latter sentence, a person happy to think about how to cut clothes thinner. The tired eyes, deep-set eye sockets actually glowed again. Surely, mom is also in pursuit of beauty, isn't she? Then is it that I am too careless, only focus on the mother's gradual decline of the face and did not pay attention to her gradual bright eyes, only in the bottom of the heart of her such behavior but did not explore her in the end for what.
It is for the beauty, in order to make themselves not to be domestic chores to eliminate the splendor, not by the time the wind and rain vicissitudes of the soul. This, this is no excuse, right. But I selfishly only want to make mom unconditionally pay, even mom extravagant that one praise is false. I'm not sure if I'm the one who's wrong, I'm the one who's wrong!
Various colors of clothing come on, I believe that with your decoration, mom will be radiant.
Mom's clothes essay 4Mom's new clothes were bought back for mom by dad on a business trip. Dad did not bring me new clothes, but I am not jealous at all, because dad's love for mom is also my love, dad's love for mom is also my love.
Dad buys us new clothes every time he travels, and this time, because he didn't see any nice clothes for me, dad brought back new clothes for mom only. But ah, I looked at the mirror wearing new clothes mom, I'm so happy ah, that is a whole body overflowing with happiness of the woman, and that woman is my mother, is the most love my good mother.
Wearing the new clothes of the mother in the mirror and turned twice, I and my father in the side of the continuous praise "good-looking good-looking", but the mother suddenly in front of the mirror fixed, towards the mirror of her waist for a long time. I followed my mom's eyes to look at her waist, but I didn't realize that the new clothes we thought looked good, but when I looked at them from my mom's point of view, the new clothes didn't have the right lines at the waist. This is not because my mom is fat, but this my mom than this see new clothes but also thin so a little bit, although this little bit does not affect us say good-looking, but it affects the mom's appreciation.
Dad saw this, immediately turned on the family sewing machine, signaling his wife, that is, my mom, to take the clothes over to him to change. Don't be surprised to read that dad did all the sewing in our house and mom didn't know a thing about it. Mom took off the new dress and handed it to Dad, who held it over Mom for a while, took out the same beige thread ball as the new dress, and cut it on the sewing machine.
In a short while, Mom's new dress was updated, and with Dad's sewing, it was even more different. A beige jacket that had been too much of a leave-behind was now worn on Mom's body as if it had been tailored for her. I saw here also covered my mouth and laughed, the original mom's new clothes still have to go through the father's personal sewing to completely become mom's new clothes, which is still under the category of love ah!