A love letter to my sister

A love letter to my sister

In this life, I am a butterfly, keeping Yimei blooming. Flowers bloom and butterflies dance, flowers fall and butterflies die.

Years such as song, light Yang graceful melody, I open my heart, love at the beginning, is the fate given by God, let you meet me, your butterfly dance, shy face, as pink as plum, as pure as snow, as clear as water, engraved in my heart for eight years. Despite the erosion of time, it does not dilute this feeling at all, but makes it seem more precious and deeper into the bone marrow.

Some people say that life is like a clock, our feet are walking all the time, and our hearts are always fixed in the middle, no matter where our feet go, our hearts will never change.

Some people say: fate is a book, if you turn it too quickly, you will miss it, and if you read it too seriously, you will cry.

I want to say: our brother and sister relationship is butterfly plum dance, inadvertently met, sublimated in the years.

I vaguely remember that when we failed in the college entrance examination that year, we embarked on the road of re-reading with a broken dream on our back.

Vaguely remember that big-headed girl, she has a pair of pure transparent eyes, twinkling seems to have electricity.

Vaguely remember the days when we studied together and encouraged each other in that small classroom, in that boring and monotonous years, we were busy for our own ideals. If you are not better at math than me, and if I am not better at physics than you, perhaps none of us have time to take care of each other, each solving our own curves and elliptic equations, each carrying our own Newton's laws. In that way, maybe we will always be two parallel lines, maybe I can never understand that Newton said that the action of force is mutual. Later, I realized that in higher mathematics, parallel lines intersect at an infinite distance, Newton's laws also apply to feelings, and the effects of love are mutual. When you hurt, so do I.

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In those ignorant years, we ran in the morning together, went crazy together, skipped classes and went to Internet cafes together, and went on strike to object that the food in the canteen was too bad, so that we could have drumsticks every day. Every time we explain a topic to each other, we always buy a coke. I don't know why. To this day, every time we buy water, we always pick a bottle of Coke at the end.

At first, you always called me "Dead country". There is a national character in my name that I can understand. why must I add the word "death" in front of it? So I took advantage of the plan, pushed the boat along with the river, and deliberately misheard it as "dead brother", so it became my pleasure to force you to change your name for a period of time. Later, you really called me brother. And it's been eight years.

At that time, there was no such term as a strong girl, but your height put pressure on me. Although I am about the same as you now, I was a little shorter than you at that time. It was also caused by my slow growth, malnutrition and bath water for you for a year. You are partly responsible for this. At that time, you lived in the girls' dormitory on the fourth floor, carrying a bucket of water from the canteen to the fourth floor, you needed to rest several times, each time you were tired and sweating, but I was silly and full of happiness. After all, taking care of my sister is so fulfilling.

At that time, we may not understand what is love, what is feeling, only know who has good grades, can be on the list is the star, is the object of worship, when docking with your eyes, the heartbeat is so fierce, that kind of feeling is wonderful. Obviously you stole my heart, but I am the one who feels like a thief.

At that time, we all had and only a simple dream, that is, to be admitted to a good university to win honor for our family, for which we were all busy. You like finance, say that the university wants to major in finance, I like electronics, and I want to be admitted to one of the four major universities of electronic science and technology in the country. Every time I pick up the circuit board in the garbage heap, like picking up a treasure, I put it in the most secret place of the dormitory and worship it like a god, taking a look at it and dismantling it every day. Found a lot of motivation from it. I still remember that there was an agreement between us that 10 years later, who was the best and still pulled the hook, although up to now, I don't know what we are going to compare.

"Brother, you like electronics so much. When we graduate with jobs and money, can you give me a computer?" At that time, the computer is still a magical thing for us, the opportunity to see is very few, about 5000 RMB, although 5000 was astronomical to me at that time, I still patted my chest and said yes without thinking. Good! You pouted your mouth, and your big eyes were full of expectation: I want my brother to invent it himself. For this reason, I directly led to my university life in the computer room and laboratory, and became a real nerd. You have an unshirkable responsibility to feel stupid in the lab so far. Although up to now, I have not fully understood the various modules of the computer. He became a miserable programmer.

Maybe when you see through the scenery, I am still your blue brother.

Maybe when tomorrow becomes today, today becomes yesterday, and yesterday becomes one day in memory, we can still watch the long stream together.

Maybe after many years, if you are not married, if I am not married, I will treat you with long hair and waist.

To this day, I have experienced eight years together. During this period, there have been quarrels, there have been conflicts, and there has even been a period of anger and no longer contact. So, I slowly summed up a set of theory, the two of us are like a pair of hedgehogs in winter, together will be stung by each other, leaving will feel cold, today I want to talk about whether I can turn the thorn into a penguin.

On and off, noisy, we all seem to be used to each other's temper, I am always mother-in-law, wordy, do you think I have reached menopause. You are still careless and careless. I remember that you always missed the bus eight years ago, and you still do. The temper that has been criticized by each other for eight years has not changed at all. friends all say that we have such a tacit understanding, very much like an old husband and wife. every time we face such an embarrassing situation, we always look at each other with a smile.

In fact, I would like to call you a dear, every time you are not allowed, but also always angry, saying that the sister is the only, but also special and so on. There's nothing I can do. I laughed when you laughed.

In that year, the scenery on the top floor of the White Pagoda was beautiful, and we watched Zijiang running water together. I wanted to stay with you for the rest of my life. I engraved an oath to you on the wall. At that time, I memorized you and had physical contact with you for the first time. That feeling is so wonderful.

In that year, the snow scenery of Big Bear Mountain was pleasant. I don't know if you intoxicated me or you intoxicated the scenery. We hugged tightly. It was the first time we hugged deeply.

Now we meet again in Shenzhen, where we can have dinner together after work and go shopping hand in hand on weekends, discussing what we want to eat today and where to go next week. Life is always dull.

Standing at the intersection of time, suddenly looking back, thousands of emotions gently locked eyebrows, a piece of paper over the years, half a note of heart words, memories with you, bit by bit, if we did not fail in the college entrance examination, if you are not good at math, if I am not good at physics, maybe now we have no contact. If the time is mature and the years are good, can I fall in love with you without boyfriend and girlfriend, because in this life, I still want to be your brother.

Author: Trojan Boy