My mother sells clothes and writes compositions.

1. I help my mother sell clothes and write 500 words. My mother is tall, neither fat nor thin, with a few shallow wrinkles on her forehead and a smile on her face.

My mother is kind. She taught me to be honest and generous from an early age and cultivated my good character from an early age.

I remember one thing, which I will never forget. It was a hot afternoon, and the sun scorched the earth like a big fireball. I sat in my room and kept fanning, but my sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother, "Mom! It's hot, it's hot! I want to eat popsicles. " Mom said, "Come on, I'll take you to buy some popsicles." He picked up his wallet.

When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose popsicles. My mother took out a whole ticket for 50 yuan from her purse and handed it to my uncle who bought popsicles. After my uncle found the money, my mother and I hurried home.

When I got home, my mother counted and said to herself, "Huh? No, a * * * is 7 yuan. How can I get back 45 yuan? " Hearing this, I said happily, "Great! People who buy popsicles are really confused. They are looking for more 3 yuan money. Mom, can I have 2 yuan? " My mother glared at me and said angrily, "send 2 yuan more back, you can't take advantage of small things!" " ! Besides, it is not easy for people to sell popsicles! "Say that finish, my mother braved the hot sun of * * * and sent 3 yuan money to others.

When I sleep at night, I can't sleep in bed. When I think of the things during the day, I suddenly understand that a man should start from bit by bit, and can't do things that are sorry for others because of the small advantages in front of him. This incident gave me a great education. I love my mother and I admire her from the bottom of my heart.

2. Composition describing mother's clothes I looked at the wardrobe full of old clothes, those clothes that recorded countless memories. Yes, it's time to throw it away There is no place for them at home, but. How can I throw them away? Those diaries recorded all kinds of wonderful things in my childhood.

Yo. That's the skirt I wear when I do group gymnastics. I used to wear it to practice dance steps on the playground for more than a month. I don't know how much sweat I got on my clothes. At that time, the spicy sunshine and light music still clearly emerged in front of us, lingering in our ears, as if they had just passed. I can't help laughing at the thought of the pilot wrapping himself up like a detective. There is no such thing as sun protection.

Wow. This dress has a glorious history. One year at the county sports meeting, my family and I got separated, and it happened to rain heavily again. In desperation, I had to go home in the rain. At that time, I thought from time to time, fortunately, this dress is rain-proof, otherwise I would catch a cold. As a result, I walked for a while and found a big bubble on my foot. Tears welled up when my nose was sour. I think I must look miserable!

Hey. Isn't that my favorite dress when I was a child? Because a classmate said it was ugly, I had a fight with him and broke my nails, which made me feel distressed for several days. Now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous.

And this-my school uniform, have you ever wondered if it is stained with blood? So is this cotton scarf. My sister knitted it for me herself! I can't leave this. It's the last dress I wore in primary school. Ouch! How can I forget this one? ...

These clothes, my diary, they will leave my closet forever. But, at the same time, they will live in my heart forever.

3. Help my aunt sell clothes. My aunt is a smart person who can design and sew. she

Made me a lot of practical and beautiful clothes. I am really lucky to have such a convenient one.

My aunt didn't have to worry about not having good clothes when she was young.

I remember one day, my braid was messed up, and my mother helped me tie two on it.

My aunt saw the pink bow and said, "Sisi, if you wear a pink jumpsuit.

Skirt, you have to be beautiful. "Later, my aunt helped me cut a pink skirt.

Cloth, so I want to make a pink dress with scissors; Cloth; powder

Red lace-then cut the outside of the skirt along a straight line with scissors. Then use scissors

Cut the lace of the pink dress along the curve. Needle in one hand and needle in the other.

Thread, she sewed the pink skirt flexibly and sewed the pink skirt tightly.

Dense and beautiful. This pink dress is decorated with pink lace.

Made me a pink dress, I put it on, and the effect was really good, neighbor.

When they saw it, they all said, "Sisi, the pink dress you are wearing today is so beautiful that you bought it."

Really? I said; "My aunt helped me do it herself." The neighbors all said, "Your aunt

Aunt's hands are so clever!

The neighbors spoke highly of my aunt's intelligence. I think I have such a heart

4. Composition Encyclopedia "Selling Clothes" sells clothes for the first time.

There have been many firsts in our lives, such as cooking for the first time, writing for the first time, and … but what I can't forget is the first time to help my mother sell clothes.

Yes, that was when I was 18 years old. One day, I came to my mother's shop. Not long after, my mother said that she had a stomachache and was in a hurry to go to the toilet. She asked me to look after the shop for him alone.

Soon, a guest came. She touched body double's clothes with her hand and asked, "How much is this dress?" I replied hesitantly, "This dress ... is 9 yuan."

After that, I found the smallest size from a pile of clothes and tried it on my aunt. She frowned and said, "No, no, you see, this dress is too small. It just fits in my right hand, but my left hand can't. Not appropriate. Is there anything bigger? " The number of clothes was not clear, so I took the biggest one to try on for her, saying that this line should be suitable, right? Later, she put it on, looked in the mirror and said, "This one won't do either. It's too big. It looks like a trench coat. Not pretty. Do you have a smaller one? " This one is too wide. "I thought to myself that we sold clothes to meet the requirements of our guests, but I was afraid that my aunt would be impatient when trying on clothes and left. After about five minutes, I helped my aunt find a medium-sized dress and said it was the last one! Not too big or too small. I held out my hand and handed it to her. After she put it on, she looked in the mirror again and said, "Just right, just right. Not too big or too small, you child, you can sell clothes at such a young age, and there are so few like you! "Hearing this, the in the mind is sweeter than eating sugar!

Aunt said after the test, "9 yuan is too expensive, can you reduce it?" ? I want to buy something else! "I don't know." This has been discounted, otherwise? ""it's a little too expensive, otherwise it would be nice. I'm still too expensive for a small cloak. In desperation, I finally agreed! I want to help my mother sell a small cloak. She must be very happy.

My mother came back soon after my aunt left. I told my mother what had happened. After listening, she said in distress situation: "The purchase price of that dress is RMB. I sold it to you in RMB, but I lost RMB!" But you just learned to sell clothes, which is a good thing!

That time, I understood that every penny my parents earned back was not easy. I am always happy to spend money when I think of it. I didn't expect my parents to work so hard to make money, so I always feel a little ashamed. So, from now on, I will never waste my pocket money again.

I feel my mother's love. I wrote about buying clothes in "But how much love does an inch of grass have", and I got three blessings in return. -Inscription.

Sandy Reid touched the hearts of literati; The majestic "Shenzhou" touched the hearts of Chinese people; A muttering mind.

In the summer night, cicadas are still singing on the tall buttonwood in the yard, and crickets are holding a special concert in the grass. In the room, under the soft light, my mother shook the cattail leaf fan and took me into her arms. The breeze brushed my body and it was very comfortable. My mother patiently taught me to read while shaking her fan: "One person above and two people below have read too much. You must understand that unity is strength." My mother's words, like beautiful notes, played a loud symphony on my heart tide and touched my immature heart when I was a child.

One rainy night, my mother sat under the lamp and sewed clothes for me. In the soft light, my mother's figure was painted for a long time. Raindrops, like musicians from heaven, play touching music for the silent village. In the yard, a drop of rain on the eaves realized the dream of dripping through the stone on the smooth slate. Whenever a piece of music is forgotten, mother's countless needles are left on her clothes. Mother's love moistens my heart like the tide and touches my truest feelings.

Time and time again, scene after scene, it seems to me that every little thing my mother does in life seems to be taken for granted, such as the best sheets, well-cooked dishes, the best room in the house ... these insignificant little things, now think about it carefully, there is nothing but the love that my mother mumbles.

In life, maybe your friends make you happy, maybe your work enriches you, maybe your lover makes you beautiful, but it must be your mother who silently pays true love for you. She touches your deepest feelings with the smallest things, and silently pays all your love for you.

6. Composition Mother's Clothes One day after the Chinese New Year, my mother took me out shopping.

I am very excited. I'm thinking that my mother will definitely help me buy clothes or shoes, but she won't help me buy my favorite toys, because my mother says that buying toys will affect my study. Not long after, my mother spent 200 yuan to buy me a suit that fits me well, and I was still very satisfied. After a while, we went to a clothing store, and my mother took a fancy to a beautiful dress (although I didn't appreciate it, my mother's dress was really beautiful).

He held it in his hand and looked at it again and again, then put it on and looked in the mirror. I said my mother looks good in this dress. Mother asked the boss how much this dress cost. The owner of this shop said, "300 yuan."

Mom said, "Can you make it cheaper?" The shopkeeper added, "You want this dress and give it to 260 yuan!" Mom said, "Can you make it cheaper?" The shopkeeper said, "250 is not good, just 240!" " This can't be cheaper. "

When I took off that dress, my mother took my dress and left. When we walked out of the shop, the boss suddenly ran out. If you really want it, let's go to 200 yuan. "Let's leave.

When I got home, I couldn't figure out why the owner of this store wanted to sell it so expensive. What I felt was dishonesty. I don't understand, my mother has worked hard for a year, but she can't bear to buy a dress for the New Year. Why did her mother spend 200 yuan on me instead of 200 yuan on herself? So I thought of a good way to take out the lucky money and pocket money I had saved for a year. Then I went to the store by bus when my mother went out to work, and bought that dress. As a result, my mother was very happy. My mother smiled and said to me, "I don't think this dress is expensive, but I'm not very satisfied with the style of this dress." Thank you, dear son. "

But I feel that my mother is very happy. One day after the New Year, my mother took me out shopping.

I am very excited. I'm thinking that my mother will definitely help me buy clothes or shoes, but she won't help me buy my favorite toys, because my mother says that buying toys will affect my study. Not long after, my mother spent 200 yuan to buy me a suit that fits me well, and I was still very satisfied. After a while, we went to a clothing store, and my mother took a fancy to a beautiful dress (although I didn't appreciate it, my mother's dress was really beautiful).

He held it in his hand and looked at it again and again, then put it on and looked in the mirror. I said my mother looks good in this dress. Mother asked the boss how much this dress cost. The owner of this shop said, "300 yuan."

Mom said, "Can you make it cheaper?" The shopkeeper added, "You want this dress and give it to 260 yuan!" Mom said, "Can you make it cheaper?" The shopkeeper said, "250 is not good, just 240!" " This can't be cheaper. "

When I took off that dress, my mother took my dress and left. When we walked out of the shop, the boss suddenly ran out. If you really want it, let's go to 200 yuan. "Let's leave.

When I got home, I couldn't figure out why the owner of this store wanted to sell it so expensive. What I felt was dishonesty. I don't understand, my mother has worked hard for a year, but she can't bear to buy a dress for the New Year. Why did her mother spend 200 yuan on me instead of 200 yuan on herself? So I thought of a good way to take out the lucky money and pocket money I had saved for a year. And then I- ...

7. Selling clothes is a happy thing. Today is Sunday. My parents are away on business. I am at home alone. In the morning, I finished my homework first After lunch, I had nothing to do, so I decided to wash the dress soaked in pen water to surprise my mother.

I first brought a washbasin and filled it with water, then put my clothes in it and scrubbed the dirty parts hard, but it was useless. Half an hour passed, and the clothes were still dirty. Suddenly I remembered that I forgot to put the washing powder. I hurried to get washing powder. In desperation, I took the wind oil essence to wash it, but I didn't expect the pen water to be washed clean. I don't believe it, and I thought: Can the wind oil really wash away the pen water? So, I put pen water on my clothes and washed them again. Sure enough, I washed them clean. I am ecstatic. I washed clothes with washing powder and water several times. Finally, a clean new dress appeared in front of me. I hung it on the balcony and admired my masterpiece. I smiled happily.

In the evening, my mother came back, saw clean and tidy clothes, took another look at me, smiled happily, held me in her arms and said, "My son has grown up and can wash clothes." I'm so happy. Today, I not only washed clothes, but more importantly, I learned the secret of washing pen water with wind oil. This is really a great harvest!

This is really a happy day. This kind of happiness can't be compared with the happiness of traveling abroad, because that's the happiness I earned through hard work. In the future, I will often help my parents do housework to reduce their burden.

8.50-word essay on selling clothes: The first time is always unforgettable, just like the author's experience of selling clothes for the first time, which is full of interest and even "thrilling". This article describes the first complex mood in a true and delicate way, highlighting the gains and feelings of this trip. But when describing, you can also write about the market environment to show the prosperity of the market and show your mood of selling clothes for the first time.

Commentator: I am Yu Xin.

This morning, my mother suddenly said to me, "Yongxin, help your third aunt sell clothes today!" " "I thought it was a very simple thing to sell clothes, so I agreed without hesitation. The mood at the beginning is in sharp contrast with the mood after the experience. )

"Big sale! Good to sell! " "All only sell 25 yuan one! Everything is so beautiful! " Accompanied by the noisy Bazaar Symphony (amid shouts), I quickly walked into my third aunt's shed: "Third aunt! Mom asked me to help you sell clothes! " Third Aunt smiled and said, "Good, good! Sit down first! " With that, she took out a blue chair from a big bag and let me sit: "Please help me greet the guests!" " "I nodded. This paragraph should focus on describing the market environment to set off your mood. As for the scene of "I quickly walked into the shed of my third aunt's house", I can pass it by. )