The other day when I was trying to persuade my husband to go shopping with me, he just replied with a nod. I was exhilarated to know that he surely had the same idea on this seemingly nothing-to-do Sunday. Actually, it was a wholesale market, on which the third floor is the much loved fancy home decorating things. The moment I touched upon it, the blazing desire to purchase something to get it rested in my petty study was instantaniously reignited. I sensed that something in his purse is venturing to dump its man. Hehe, just do it.
That much things drew great attention from me, from the little exquisite stuffed animals to the real person portrait, the steel made girl thing dressed in style, and so on. I really wondered how my study would look like if I moved them there.
Suddenly I caught the sight of a frame picture which is mainly made out of seashells. Gosh! What an art! I want it. No way without paying for it.
"How much is it?"
"Forty yuan."
"That much! Made of several seashells seemingly got from the seaside. Plus a some tree leave. Is it necessary that you should sell it that much?"
" What a frame! The frame counts!"
So it is the frame that is of good quality not the picture itself.
What if the frame disintrest me?
Quit it, I said to myself.
Luckily and regretfully, I quitted it.