当春天和煦的微风悄悄吹开我的心房的时候,爱的花苞正准备绽放;当花朵那嫩黄色的花蕊发出甜蜜的馨香的时候,我想我应该为妈妈做一些事情了。可我又能为妈妈做什么呢?那个在考场上下笔如神的我,在妈妈过生日的当天,面对柜台上那些琳琅满目的礼品时,我竟愣住了。我第一次感觉到从未有过的纠结。我到底应该选什么?妈妈给我买东西的时候,总是能读懂 When the spring breezy quietly blew my heart, the buds of love are ready to bloom; when the bright yellow flower of the flower gives sweet sweetness, I think I should do something for the mother. But what can I do for my mum? The artist who wrote a pen in the examination room, I was stunned when faced with the gifts on the counter on her mother’s birthday. For the first time, I felt tangles that I had never had before. What should I choose? Mom always buy things when I can always read