Days ago, I made a skirt for a friend's daughter. Today, I noticed a message on my phone on wechat （手机微信）. It was my friend saying, "I know you worked hard on the skirt and it looks very nice, but Lingling doesn't like the pattern（图案）on the skirt. Could you change it?"
I was angry and wanted to call her back. Then I suddenly thought of Grandma and what she had once done for me long ago.
It was a summer when I was eight. One day, Grandma decided to dress up my hair with some flowers. She spent a long time on it, and she enjoyed doing that. When Grandma finished, she was so happy, and I stood on a chair to look at myself in the mirror.My heart went cold.
"You can go out and play now, " Grandma said, smiling.
I nodded and slowly walked towards the door. I looked out of the door and saw some kids playing outside. My best friend, Liu Mei, saw me and waved at me to go outside, but I couldn't move. I knew everyone would laugh at my hair, but I couldn't tell Grandma how I felt.
Finally I went into Grandma's room and said in a scared voice, "Grandma, I don't think the flowers in my hair look nice."
Grandma looked sad, but didn't say a word, she stood me back on the chair in front of the mirror. While Grandma was pulling out the flowers gently （轻柔地）, I realized she loved me so deeply that she put my feelings before hers. And that is the kind of love I try to pass on today.
I picked up my phone and replied to my friend on wechat, "I am glad to change it. "
