Strong sisterhood

Sisterhood

A little yellowed diary, hiding in the deepest part of the desk drawer, I sneaked open. It is recorded that my sister was just born in the country, and I was born 2 years old.

At that time, I still didn’t understand anything. I only knew myself about eating, drinking, and playing. Every morning, I always get up so early, crying and screaming in bed, and after awakening everyone, I fell asleep on the bed. My mother only hugged me every day, accompanied me, spoiled me, did not manage her sister's study at all. At that time, the primary school students had a heart of curiosity and love, and they could not control themselves. However, in this kind of learning environment, her sister is still not like other people. The results are like waterfalls, but they manage themselves well, so that the grades are among the best in the class, and Yingke has always been her. The strength, sit firmly on the throne of the first place. In such an environment, she did not complain about her mother's preference; in this environment, she did not complain about her aunt who was very fond of me; in this environment, she did not complain about me as a sister, but When they saw them, they proudly said that they had a younger sister, lively and lovely, and obedient and obedient, always provoked them to envy. She also wrote about her mother's strictness towards her and her kindness to me. The statement on the diary is so real and natural, a picture is presented in front of my eyes... Time is like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the stream of time, no sound, no shadow. Time passed by, and the diary turned over page by page...

A little yellowed diary, I quietly opened it, and let it hide in the deepest drawer of the desk. The curtains that had been in the corners floated in the wind, rubbed my red eyes, and then drifted back to the corner with the wind.

Second day: Guo Jiaqi