If I were to give a gift to my mom, what should I give her?
Today I was carrying the fifty dollars I won for my essay, walking down the bustling street, attracted by the wide variety of goods on the street, and thinking only of buying a gift for my mother that would make her happy and satisfied.
I stopped in front of a hairpin store. The mild autumn sunlight shone through the glass window, and the jewel-encrusted cards sparkled with colorful light in the sunlight. Suddenly I remembered that I met Auntie Sun in my mom's office a few days ago, and she said, "You mother and daughter have the exact same hairstyle!" , her words inspired me, why not buy a chic hairpin for mom.
I asked the shopkeeper to bring me a few hair cards to choose from, usually mom is not good at heavy makeup, she always does not use cosmetics, simple and generous. So my eyes fell on a black hairpin with jewels. When I looked at the price tag, it was exactly fifty dollars, no more, no less. I can't afford to buy it if the price is a little higher. I happily paid the money and hurried home by car, wanting my mom to see this exquisite hairpin soon.
At the door, mom is sitting in the sofa for me to knit sweater, she just mopped the floor is still wet. Yes, my mom is busy every day, even after doing housework, her hands are often knitting sweaters, knitting winter warmth for me.
"Mom, I'm going to be a hairstylist today, I'm going to get a beautiful hairstyle for mom , package you will be satisfied then is it." I said, while the ready comb will be a quarter of mom's hair pick up, and then with this black hairpin to the long hair card, only to see such as a waterfall of black hair on that hairpin on the jewels flashing colorful light, as if the icing on the cake, beautiful.
Mom curiously walked to the mirror, sideways head saw the mirror hairpin, first surprise, then amazement.
"Where did you get that? Thirty dollars or so, right? How come you have money?"
"Of course it's what I usually save, fifty dollars!"
Mom's eyes widened in surprise, then she took the hairpin off her head and examined it carefully, but immediately smiled happily.
I re-combed my mom's hair again, and looking at this exquisite hairpin on her head, a beautiful smile spread across my mom's face and mine.