Excellent essay "Gift"

People are always curious about everything that is unknown, why are there stars and moons? Why is there outer space? Why do we have life?

The origin of life is the one I am most curious about.

When I was a child, I asked my mother, "Mom, why are there me and my younger siblings?" She replied softly, "You are God's gift to me!" ”

I looked up at my mother and asked, "Then why didn't God give it to me?" She smiled, "When you're as old as mom, God will give you a gift too." ”

I love my mother very much, and my mother loves me very much.

One summer vacation, I forgot my mother's birthday, and when I remembered it, her birthday was already over, so my mother and I made fewer video calls in those days. In the end I only sent her a red envelope, and I didn't answer any more calls from her because it was the first time I hadn't celebrated her birthday.

When I came to see the message again, my mother had already received the red packet, but sent me another red packet, and two voices: "Although my birthday has passed, I am also very happy to receive the blessings of my precious daughter." "I lay in bed, both happy and scared. Finally sent a word to my mother. "Hmm."

My mother and I are not like mother and daughter, but more like sisters. The same like to eat spicy, clothes, but also like to wear each other's. Once when I was shopping with her, the boss always thought it was a pair of sisters, but he couldn't see that it was a mother and daughter. It wasn't once or twice, people who didn't know us saw us and thought we were sisters, and my mother and I were used to it.

It's my mother's birthday again, and this time my mother is at home. My sister said she wanted to eat cake, and her mother bought herself a birthday cake out of her own pocket. After eating the cake, I took out the birthday present I had prepared, a necklace without a pendant. Very ordinary, but mother loved it.

Before putting it on for my mother, I asked my mother what was the best gift she received. My heart was ready for this glorious moment, and my mother said, "It's God, it's God's gift to me." ”

The younger brother asked, "What is that gift?" The mother smiled and said, "It's you, God's gift to me, it's you!" "We all laughed.

I still haven't forgotten what my mother said. God gives us as gifts to our mothers, but why not give us mothers as gifts. I love my mother.