I remember when I was a child, my father died very early, and my mother tried to pull our five brothers and sisters. Of course, my eldest brother has become the pillar of the family. At that time, I was surrounded by my brother, shouting "Big Brother" and "Big Brother". As soon as my brother went out of town, I leaned against the door until my brother came back. Every day, I listen to him telling many interesting things outside in front of my brother. I always take pains to ask questions, and my brother always tells me patiently. Because my mother is busy doing housework, washing clothes and cooking, my sister and I don't have time to comb our hair, so my brother combs our hair every day, combs our beautiful braids and ties the sashes he bought us into beautiful bows, so that my sister and I have a little confidence in front of our peers and won't leave a sense of loss in our hearts. When I was a child, I spent my childhood in a carefree time. I remember one summer, my brother bought some ducklings. My brother went to the pond to release ducks, and I was as happy as a duckling. I didn't feel the harshness of summer, but I was excited. The ducklings swam happily in the water, and I ran happily around the pond.
Since then, I have released them every day, thinking that this is the best gift my brother brought me. I feel that the happiest thing in the world is this, and the days are jumping day by day. I grew up under the care of my brother and father. In junior high school and senior high school, my brother earned his tuition by working outside. Every winter, my brother bought cotton shoes and scarves for my sister and me early. He won't let others look down on the life of a child without a father. Growing up, my sister and I were never scolded by my brother, and he was never willing to scold us. The hurried years took away the spring, summer, autumn and winter. In a blink of an eye, I graduated from high school and left because of necessity. My brother is wandering outside and has not received my letter. He is very worried. He knew that his "insignificant" words ruined my future, and my youth and ignorance made me even worse. Dark days always hang over me. When he appeared in my life, my husband and brother were reluctant to part. He is afraid that I am young and inexperienced, and I will meet another unsuitable person. My brother and I had the first quarrel, the first friction, the first silence, the first silence. For five years, I haven't heard from my brother, and my life and death are uncertain. I know my brother is thinking of my happiness, and he wants me to be happy. But some things often run counter to people's original intention. In the past five years, I have missed every plant and tree in my hometown, the row of poplars at the door and my dear big brother, but everything is in my dream. ...
Five years later, when I first set foot on the road back to my hometown, I took my husband, an honest man; People who love me and my children. When we met five years later, my brother's eyes were red and I was in tears. At that moment, the silent affection in my heart suddenly appeared like the melting of ice and snow. My brother only blames me for being unkind. I shouldn't forget my brother and sister's affection. I know my brother still cares about me, and he still loves me the most ... Now more than 20 years have passed, my brother still cares about his little sister in the distance and still cares about his family. Every time I answer the phone, I always want to listen to my brother's familiar local accent, always want to keep my brother away, and always want to dream of returning to my hometown. ...