Is the green mountains can bury bones, he is sad night rain alone

It is ridiculous and enviable to steal these two poems from Su Shi. When I read this poem for the first time, my envy is beyond words. Good friends are hard to come by, not to mention blood relatives.

Yesterday's rain came as expected, but this morning's air is not fresh, but more dreary. Thinking of the joy of the first growth of a child in my family, I decided to write a few words to commemorate this first time.

I don't seem to have written any little stories about my brother, but there is nothing interesting about him. My mom remembers her son as the one who went to school crooked and came home with seven or eight books and awards, so much so that she thought he'd taken all the school prizes home. I just remember when I was a kid, LG kids couldn't tell the difference between the boys' room and the girls' room, and when he first went to school, he followed his little plum to the girls' room, so there was a joke that made me laugh for a long time. Mother's memory of the son, is fine and difficult to feed, fast one year old to eat complementary food, feed more vomiting, but where the epidemic cold our family is a regular. So much so that in junior high, my mother was still worried about him eating and getting sick. But these are unique memories as a mother, occasionally mentioned in casual chats. Of course I don't care, as long as he doesn't vomit on me. I remember every year back to the village, but there are always people praise my mother, said my brother's clothes are clean every day. I think there are some credits, but not much, mainly because my brother's coward does not step on puddles, does not go to the river, does not roll on the ground, I do not seem to remember him playing in the mud. The weirdest thing about this kid is that he never goes to the fields. Originally during the holiday, as long as he was willing to go to the field with my mother to pick two beans back, I could watch my TV series without being disturbed. But he didn't seem to fit in with the dirt, so much so that either he was left at home to interrupt my TV viewing, or I ran out of breath to pick a bean cucumber during a commercial break. So when he was young, he could not see the shadow of a boy.

I don't really remember whether we were close or not, and the ten year age difference made me reject his qualifications at any time. Even my father took him to eat KFC I do not envy, a few years ago when our county had the first KFC. But before there was KFC in the county, my dad had already taken me to eat it. Probably once teased my sister, my brother, he and my Cousins to play, with them a bunch of people back "Qinyuan Spring Snow", did not expect to stand out is my brother, at that time he did not even know all the words. When I got to high school, I had less contact with him, and our conversations were basically, "Go, get me something to eat." I don't even play games with him. It's no challenge. My mom and my brother played Gold Diggers all the time, but I stopped playing gamepads. I was playing QQ Speed. And then I moved, and then I went to college. One summer vacation to the square to play, curious whether he can carry me, he took a horse step posture, carrying my huge body, was my sister left a picture of me abusing him.

And then he was robbed of his money. He rode the bike I bought him and took the wallet I gave him to the stationery store to buy things. Got kicked over by some junior high punks and grabbed his wallet. I was thousands of miles away from him at that time, and it took me a long time to hear about it, so he ate it himself. I'm sure my mom didn't blame him, comforted him, gave him money. His vent for this was to keep running for a semester, which is probably the most courageous thing he has done in the past 20 years. Since then is the beginning of the small rise, there are several schools called, said to the bonus Bala Bala. My mom said where to go. I said to go to Xiangjiang, can not pass the money to go, there is no reason to hesitate. It seems that because of the hukou and the score, he does not need to donate air conditioning before the exam 50. Then he got into the exam (in the top 30) and arranged the accommodation smoothly.

Yesterday, contact LG children, told him to receive SF Express immediately to pick up, bought cherries, should be able to catch up with today at noon to eat. And then we're talking about Tangshan, Barabala. The whole three hours of conversation made my mouth dry. These three hours were like a magical opening.

I don't know how to describe it. It's a very strange feeling. It is such a person who has been tied since he was born, you remember the way he babbled, remember the childhood. You have a ten-year time difference, and that time difference has often prevented you from being equal, so you are used to such an unequal state of equality. If the other person has a need, it is a habit, responsibility to meet him. He has little to worry about when it comes to buying big things like mobile phones and computers. Of course, you also have your own part of the priority right, you can direct him to work, wash the dishes, pick up the delivery, carry the bucket of water. No matter how much he doesn't like it, the home delivery is always his phone. Small things that two people can solve, you have a part of the priority to escape. You are partly responsible for taking on a little more of what neither of you can easily solve. There is nothing wrong with this state, there is nothing abnormal about this state, we have been in this state for a long time. Like a lot of times, my mom's first response to my brother was to call me. And as long as my brother is home, I just throw the trash out the door and he does the rest. When cleaning the house, I only need to wash and wipe, tidy up the details of the place, the ground of each room is he to drag, usually he is also more work. This is a state that has been going on for many years, and we are close and happy and satisfied with it. All along, what I expected or asked of him was to make it easy for me in the little things, to keep me from being tired.

But yesterday I found a different kind of satisfaction in this brother-sister relationship, one that I had never expected from him. A spiritual comfort, an appreciation beyond the family. He showed his adult side, or for the first time he smoothed out the time gap between us and showed his mature, rational side. It amazes me, it makes me feel like we can be friends, but I don't have to subconsciously be your kind of friend. Of course, I used to think that we could discuss anything at will, but before that, my psychological state was more about relatives, which was an extension of the family, no matter who played my brother, we would have such a bond, we are family members, so it is a state of acceptance, you are healthy, I accept, you are sick, I accept, you are excellent, I accept. I accept your mediocrity. But yesterday, for the first time, I realized that I really like your point of view, I like the way you think about things, I appreciate your conversation, your insight, it's not about family. We're family, but I don't even have the conversation and the fun you do. If we weren't family, I'd still admire you and be attracted to your charm.
I don't know what kind of state this is, maybe it should have been like this, but in the past time, I was narrow and didn't see the charm of LG students' independent personality. Or in the flow of time, LG students from small friends to big friends to adults with traces of maturity? It's also true that I don't have any friends ten years younger than me, so it's hard to judge. In short, like a new spark, touching the heart. I hope that after ten years, we will all become independent, mature people with their own lives, and we will be able to appreciate and accept each other, and we will want to be good friends without blood relations.

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