Thanksgiving diary for women's day on March 8.

Every time I see the thin wrinkles in the corner of your eyes that climb up early, I can't help but feel attached. What's more, today is Women's Day, and I want to say, "Mom, you have worked hard."

But in my eyes, your black hair is still so radiant and your beautiful eyes are always so bright. Maybe your appearance is no longer so young, but your heart is always so amiable. Mom, I am getting older and older. Looking back on my wonderful childhood, I feel full of warmth.

As the sun sets, the school is bathed in the afterglow of rosy clouds, students go home in twos and threes, and students who go to the gift shop to buy gifts for their mothers are also in an endless stream. But at this moment, I have butterflies in my stomach but I don't know what to do, because today is a great Women's Day! My heart is beating harder. I tried to talk to my mother several times, but the words came to my mouth and I swallowed them. When I hesitated, I thought: My mother worked hard for me and raised me with a handful of shit and urine. Now, I haven't prepared any gifts. What should I do? What shall we do? I think hard. It's too late, but it's actually too soon. Thinking of this, I had a brainwave and said to my mother very excitedly, "Today is Women's Day on March 8, and I want to give you a special gift." Suddenly, my mother looked at me in surprise and said to me inexplicably, "Huh?" What gift! What's wrong with you today "My heart is shaking, so I summon up courage to say," Happy holidays, mom! "Here, I want to give you a special gift, let me repay your hard work with excellent results!" My mother paused, with a gratified smile on her face, and said earnestly, "Good boy, I am so glad that you can finally understand my mother's mind." We couldn't help laughing as if it were sweeter than flowers.

A long laugh echoed from time to time ... a thousand words said, "mom, I love you!" " "