I remember one Christmas in my childhood. Our family had financial problems, so I didn't have money to buy nice gifts for my parents. But I wanted to make something special for them so much.

I had a photo of our family, so I made up to create a frame from a piece of carton and colorful paper. I was spending the whole evening to make my best. The result of all my efforts was gorgeous.  

On the Christmas Eve I put my gift under the Christmas tree. In the morning, when my parents finally woke up and saw the gift, they were surprised and happy. My mother hugged me tightly and said, “This is the best gift ever!” At this moment I got the idea that Christmas is not about gifts, but caring, love and being together.