My lovely sister Xiao Ye is 17 years old this year. She is a smart, lovely and gentle girl. She is a senior three student in Rushan No.1 Middle School. My sister studies very well. Every time the elders put us together, I will always be at the bottom. However, it was my sister who was praised, and I was extremely happy.
I can remember something when she was born. I only remember that one day when I came back from playing outside, I saw my mother lying in bed and my father holding a small thing in his big hand. As soon as my mother saw me coming back, she said, "Come, look at your sister!" "
I put my head in the past, lifted the blanket and saw the true face of that little thing. The child was born less than a month ago, and many people said it was ugly. In retrospect, my sister is not ugly at all. Her skin is tender and pink, and the most prominent thing is her mouth, so small that the whole little face looks a little red. Moreover, that small mouth is still moving, frowning slightly and holding it viciously.
My mother said that I have been crying at night since I was a child. I stopped crying since I had my sister.
When I was young, I didn't like her very much, because at that time, I was also very young. At the age of play, you should hold her hand at school. When I come back from school and can take my children out, my mother will say, "Take the little one, I'll cook, and you can come back when I finish cooking!" " So there is always a little follower behind me who doesn't like to play, not to mention how annoying it is!
The child doesn't want to play with me because I always bring a follower, but my mother's words are imperial edict, so I will threaten her not to come with me as soon as I go out. My sister is always silent about my threats and inducements, which makes me even more annoyed, so I will leave her alone. But when I walked a dozen steps back, I found her following me not far from the wall. When she saw me stop, she stopped, too. Her eyes were full of tension and fear, and tears almost fell out. At the sight of this battle, my heart melted. When I waved, she followed me like a fart and held out her little hand for me to hold. There was nothing I could do! But later, my children liked my sister very much, because every time I was naughty, someone kept an eye on me. My sister was loyal to her duties and kept a secret every time she came home, so even if we did something terrible, she didn't say anything. Who doesn't like such sincere comrades?
She was chubby and cute when she was young. I never understood why my mother didn't like to braid my hair, but when I was young, my mother wore long braids. Because I don't have one, I like to braid her hair, tie one and tear it down for another. Sometimes, she sat there all morning and fell asleep, waiting for the braid to achieve my most satisfactory effect.
I am grateful to God for bringing my mother a child who is not as worried as I am. My sister is sensible since she was a child. I remember when I was in the fourth grade of primary school, I was once naughty in class and was punished by my teacher for staying at school at noon to copy new words, so I had to call my classmates to my house and ask my mother to bring me some rice. My mother always hated that I was detained by the teacher, so she said to my classmate, "Let the teacher punish me? Well, go back and tell her there is no food! "
I am so hungry at school at noon! Waiting at the door, I saw a little red dot getting closer and closer from a distance, only to find that it was my sister, carrying a big lunch box and saying to me, "Sister, I've come to deliver your meal." I said, "How did you get here?" She said, "I asked someone else." Our school is more than a mile away from our home. She was so young at that time. At that time, I thought my mother was brave enough to let her little child deliver meals! When I came home at night, my mother said she knew nothing about it! At that time, I told my mother: it is better to be a sister!
When my sister was in grade one, I was in junior high school. One day, I came home and found a tear in the shoulder of her dress. I asked her what happened. It took a long time to say that a little boy robbed her exercise book. She refused to give it, so she tore her clothes. I am so angry that I dare to bully my sister! Besides, I think I was in junior high school, so it was not easy to deal with those Xiao Pi terrorist incidents in grade one. The very next afternoon, I blocked the little boy on the way to school. As soon as I saw him, I went over and grabbed him and said, "I heard that you bullied my sister yesterday, so I will bully you today!" " ! Let the little boy jump high on the road, jump and let him go home and never bully others again.
Later, the little boy's mother came to our house to find my parents and said that I bullied his son. I stood on the stool and said to his mother, "Who told him to bully my sister?" I will bully him! "
At that time, my sister was sitting next to my mother, watching us quietly. There is no sadness or joy on her face. I don't know what she is thinking.
After the little boy's mother left, my sister pulled me aside and whispered to me, "Sister, I won't let him bully me again, don't worry!" " "
Since then, nothing like this has happened. I don't know if she really won't be bullied Only after that, I had a title similar to "unruly" in the neighborhood, until now.
Anyway, now that we are all grown up, she has her own ideas and ideals. I think I should try my best to help her realize her ideal. I don't know what kind of sister I am in her heart, but she is my sister, which makes me a happy sister. . . . . .
You are rain.
I found you.
A heavy rain
Become a blank.
Except myself.
Only you have passed by.
The ground is really thin.
I fell to the ground.
Accompanied by me is rain.
also
you
***
memory
Last night, beautiful meteors crossed the window.
(Expressing disapproval, shock or anger) Excuse me?
Have you ever made a wish? Do you remember?
I give you love and you wear my clothes.
The little flower in front of the table.
Laugh tonight
Laugh at me crying alone.
***
Bodhisattva is beautiful
scenery
Meet the starry night again and stare at the old snow. Laugh at the branches and smoke in the clouds. Don't invite relatives and friends, just love the deep valley. The rest of the rain fell before the sea spilled on the mountains.
***
a party
The green trees look at the blue sky and the clouds are long.
Although only once, I miss the late autumn.
***
Xiangkong
There is a noble cloud in the sky, raining and walking alone.
Want to go with the wind, but mortal heart.
***
go on an outing
Dark clouds cover the sky, the sky is clear and Wan Li is full of green hills and trees.
The mountains and rivers overlap and the distance is dazzling.
My best friend on the stone was tired and lying on my knee with a smile.
Although it is caused by fatigue, I hope to have a long trip.
***
Grass fluff
There are branches of grass in the field of vision, and birds in the air in the gap.
Lying in it at noon, all I saw was white clouds.
***
Qinyuanchun
rain
When it rains in May,
The rain is busy,
Pedestrians are in a hurry
Wipe your eyes,
My heart is like a blur;
In last night's dream,
It's vaguely you.
Like a meteor,
Looking back on desire,
It's already warm and cold.
Darkness and melancholy,
Pay attention to the image,
Sometimes memories.
Walking alone on the old road in the rain,
Throw away the sadness in your heart.
Looking for a better future,
Hurry up;
Acute rheumatism clothes,
Why are you afraid of cold?
In the blink of an eye,
Laugh lightly,
Tomorrow's joy must belong to.
The only wish,
When I am beautiful,
Be able to have.
***
Idle and idle
The branches are cool, and the house is warm without cold sorrow.
Sitting in the cool, thinking alone, soft.
***
Day and night are far away.
A life without support,
Not willing to be indifferent.
Just because happiness is gone,
If you want to hide your sadness far away.
Like the moon without flowers,
You can't do whatever you want.
Tao is carefree,
But I was drunk,
You don't know what your feelings are like fire?
No chance,
How to be together?
How many cold nights and months have passed,
Looking at the window shadow.
Holding hands again in the dream,
Suddenly woke up from a white dream,
Complaining that the night is so short.
Cover your head with tears,
Is heaven and earth long?
Close your eyes and sigh,
We met and laughed.
***
Yongyule
Time flies, rowing a canoe on the shore, wishing only eternity. Four eyes look at each other, happiness surges, and people who are not drunk are also drunk. The wind is crazy and the rain is fine, and the flowers are red and blue. Never seen it? I was alone last night, and the broken star looked like a broken heart.
Remember to separate, just afraid of a short dream and turn into several loves. My eyes are dim, my hands are tired, and I lean on the willow. Jade teeth and lips are black and sweet, and there is only beauty in the world. But I hope this heart has a monthly certificate, year after year.
***
Song of sunshine
Did you hear that?
There is a wind blowing,
Grass is informal and cheerful,
The laughter of youth echoed,
Please enjoy singing on a sunny day.
Have you ever seen the sea?
The vast horizon shines with waves,
Holding a natural partner is very lively.
This is the beating energy,
This is a flying arm.
The drift of dead leaves,
This is not extinction,
That's just a substitute for maturity.
At the end of the sunset
-It stands for good wishes.
Snow and ice cover,
Everything is depressing,
Through the warmth between the dark clouds,
That's hope,
That will be a new beginning.
Please don't hate the darkness,
Without the background of night,
Where does the sun shine?
***
give you
one day
Pupae become butterflies.
Its wings share the beauty of love.
sometimes
Right wing to left wing
Will we still play together when we are old?
The left wing said to the right wing
Then make a cocoon.
Contain us and never part.
***
Hunting myth
You are my hunted prey.
But disappeared in lover's road with my lying arrow.
I seriously explore.
Think carefully
Even if it's every inch of soil you step on.
A gust of wind blew from a distance.
Looking at the heart lake with layers of waves
It's hard to feel helpless
Gave up my bow and arrow.
I also want someone to love me under the tears of clouds.
Grass as companion
Wild flowers bloom quietly and lonely.
Late at night.
The moon leaned against the starlight and whispered.
I have been unable to sleep.
Just count your smiles, and I will think of that mountain and that tree.
I became your prey.
***
Night weakness
The lamp upstairs opposite.
Like a pair of eyes
Watching the night fall.
Tie a blue ribbon.
On the ring finger
Blessing in the dark, looking for the evasion of dreams
Sing the song of the sky
You are not me
***
serenade
Chu Chu's heart is like smoke,
Cherish two old feelings.
The clouds in front of the post-Tianshan mountains are speechless,
Alone, I am alone.
***
Huanxisha
Last spring, before spring, when youth was full of good times, Xiaolou made an appointment with red makeup.
Acacia, such as silk, can't be waved away, and the evening wind strikes, and the figure is oblique, silently rolling a curtain of beads.