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Since my daughter’s fairly recent move out of the state， I missed her so much. I decided to send a gift as a token of my love. Wondering what the right gift might be， I recalled her delight as she gazed at a ring.

I stood at the jewelry counter. When I pointed to the setting my daughter had admired， the dark-haired， dark-eyed jeweler smiled earnestly， opened the case and retrieved the ring.

As I examined the scintillation of the ring， a young girl―perhaps seven or eight years of age―walked in. Steps behind the girl， a woman followed. I presumed she was the girl’s mother. Upon seeing them， the jeweler’s peaceful movement changed instantly. His solemn yet friendly face lit up with a cheerful smile. His dark quiet eyes suddenly transformed， radiating joy， shining with an extraordinary sparkle， far surpassing any of the stones in the case. “Please，” He begged humbly， “you must please excuse me for a moment.”

The little girl， whose dark shoulder-length hair was held back from her face with a brown barrette， stood in front of him. With eyes glimmering， the jeweler looked lovingly into the little girl’s dark eyes ― ones the exact shade of brown as his own. Placing his right hand knowingly on her shoulder， the jeweler then reached out to touch her small face with his left hand， his eyes never leaving hers as he smiled sincerely and deeply into them. Without letting go of the small girl’s face， he then turned to the woman next to her， obviously his wife. Gently lifting his right hand from the small girl’s shoulder， the jeweler reached out his hand and held the woman’s arm， now shifting his loving gaze to her eyes.

I decided to buy my daughter the exquisite stone. But it was the jeweler’s touch that made sending it to her incomplete. So I made arrangements to fly out to visit her. I wanted to give her a gift as profound as the one the jeweler had given his family that day―the gift of gaze and touch with love.

女儿最近搬离了我所在的州，于是我日思夜想起来。我决定送她一份礼物以表达我对她的爱。正左思右想送什么时，我回想起她曾经凝视一枚戒指时的高兴劲儿。

我站在珠宝店柜台前。当我指向女儿喜欢的那枚戒指时，一个黑头发、黑眼睛的珠宝商真诚地笑着打开玻璃柜，取出了那枚戒指。

我在查看那枚戒指的光泽时，一个大约七八岁的小女孩走了进来。小女孩身后跟着一位女士，我猜是小女孩的母亲。珠宝商一看见这对母女，原本稳重的举止马上变了。严肃却友善的脸上展现出欣喜的笑容，原本深邃而平静的眼神顿时也变了，流露出无尽的喜悦，放射出特别的光芒。那光芒让玻璃柜里的珠宝黯然失色。“不好意思，”他谦恭地请求道，“麻烦您稍等一下。”

小女孩站在他的面前，齐肩的黑发用棕色的发夹往后夹着。珠宝商的眼里闪烁着光芒，他充满爱意地注视着小女孩黑色的、和他一模一样的双眸。珠宝商自然地把右手放在小女孩的肩膀上，伸出左手抚摸她的小脸蛋。他由衷地笑着，深情地望着小女孩的眼睛，一刻都没有转移视线。他转向小女孩身边的那位女士，显然那是他的妻子。他的左手仍然抚摸着小女孩的脸蛋。同时，他轻轻抬起放在小女孩肩膀上的右手，握住那位女士的手臂，然后温柔地凝视着她的双眼。

我决定买下那枚精巧的戒指。但是，这位珠宝商对家人的爱的抚摸让我意识到，仅仅送给女儿一枚戒指是远远不够的。于是我计划飞过去看她，我想送给她一份如同这位珠宝商送给他的家人的意义深远的礼物，即爱的凝视和抚摸。