In the cold winter, a little fox lived in a small cave in the forest. Its mother was ill, and the little fox wanted to buy a pair of gloves for her so that her hands wouldn't be cold. However, the little fox had never been to the human village before, and it was a little scared. But for the sake of its mother, it still summoned up its courage.
The little fox walked carefully along the path towards the village. Along the way, it saw a lot of white snowdrifts, like small hills one by one. Snowflakes fell gently, landing on its nose tip, feeling cool. The little fox shook its body and continued to move forward. Finally, it saw the lights in the village. The lights looked very warm, and the little fox was also full of hope in its heart.
The little fox arrived outside a store in the village. There were ice flowers on the store's window, and all kinds of things were displayed inside. The little fox was a little nervous. It didn't know how to get in. It wandered outside the store, looking at the gloves inside and thinking that they would surely fit its mother well.
The little fox hesitated for a while, and then gently stuck one of its hands into the store's door. Its little paw waved a little inside the door, which attracted the shopkeeper's attention. The shopkeeper was a kind - hearted old man. When he saw the little fox's paw, he was not frightened. Instead, he thought it was very interesting.
The shopkeeper took out a beautiful pair of gloves from the shelf. The gloves were red, and there were also some lovely little flower patterns on them. The little fox was very happy to see the gloves and wanted to buy them. But the little fox had no money, and it didn't know what to do.
The little fox thought for a while, and then took out several pinecones from its pocket. It put the pinecones on the counter, hoping to exchange them for the gloves. Looking at the little fox's sincere eyes and those pinecones, the shopkeeper smiled. He thought the little fox was very cute and also very filial.
The shopkeeper picked up the gloves and gently handed them to the little fox. The little fox happily took the gloves, and its eyes were shining with gratitude. The little fox held the gloves tightly with its little paws as if it were holding the most precious thing.
The little fox ran back to the forest with the gloves. Its footsteps left a string of deep footprints on the snow. It couldn't wait to get back to its mother and give these warm gloves to her.
The little fox returned to the cave. It saw its mother lying weakly there. The little fox walked gently to its mother and put the newly - bought gloves on her hands. Mother felt the warmth of the gloves and also the love of the little fox. Mother hugged the little fox, and their cave was filled with warmth and happiness.
