记忆中,妈妈从不化妆。起初,看见商场里那些包装精致、排列整齐的化妆品,我也会撺掇她去试一试,但她却摇摇头:“我不喜欢用化妆品,抹在脸上太难受了。”我便真的以为她不喜欢用化妆品。周末,和妈妈逛街,妈妈在女装店里挑衣服,我坐到一旁的沙发上,妈妈换一件衣服便让我看一看,我被她喊的不耐烦,便敷衍着回答。妈妈挑出一件嫩黄色的衬衫,试着问我怎么样。我没好气地回一句:“这件衣服这么嫩,你不合适,要小姑娘穿才好。”妈妈听了,脸上写满了失 Memory, the mother never make-up. At first, I saw her packed, neatly dressed cosmetics at the mall, and I would try her to give it a try, but she shook her head: “I do not like using cosmetics and I feel uncomfortable wiping my face.” I Really think she does not like to use cosmetics. On weekends, shopping with my mother, my mother picks clothes in the women’s clothing store, and I sit down on the sofa next to it. As soon as my mother has changed her clothes, let me have a look. I was shouted impatiently and perfunctoryly replied. Mother picked out a bright yellow shirt, try to ask me how. I am embarrassed to say: “This dress is so tender, you are not suitable, it is necessary to wear a little girl. ” Mom heard, his face is full of loss