Documenting my romantic life "How many years older are you than your sister?"Someone once asked me this weird question that resembles a brain teaser, but in fact, my sister is six years older than me, and she looks younger, like my sister.
My sister is small and exquisite, that petite person, that round little hand, that agile little feet, that cute baby face, that eternal sister head, plus the ** proportion of small figures, everything is so suitable, an increase of one point is too high, a decrease of one point is too short, one more point is too fat, and one less point is too thin. And I'm ten centimeters taller than her, which is a little abrupt.
My sister is a chronic child. Speak softly and slowly;Walk lightly and lately;Do not hurry, take your time;Mom said that my sister was a snail with an egg tied to her leg. And I'm just the opposite of my sister, galloping. With the encouragement of my mother and sister, I didn't have to roll up my sleeves and work hard, but I could do a satisfied smile on their faces, and over time, I became my sister, and my sister became my sister.
My sister likes to read, and she is well-read. She watched "Dream of Red Mansions" twice, and I watched it with her twice. She recited "Funeral Flower Yin" with tears in her eyes, and she sang "Vain Eyebrows" with sorrow and resentment;She likes the talented, sentimental and arrogant Daiyu, admires the beautiful and elegant Baochai, and admires the clever and talented, interesting and spicy ......And I only sympathize with the decay of a big family that "suddenly collapses like a building, and is as miserable as a lamp about to run out".
My sister watched "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" and became obsessed. She told us what is the healthiest thing for the whole family to eat: "five grains for nourishment, five fruits for help, five animals for benefit, and five vegetables for filling";She told the whole family how to live, "spring grows, summer grows, autumn harvests and winter storage, follow the small seasons of each day, and the higher the harmony with nature, the healthier" ......And I listened carefully and devoutly to her step-by-step guidance and persuasion, but without her persistence, I still did what I wanted, how comfortable I came, and what I liked to eat.
My sister read the Book of Changes, indulged in intoxication, she told us "to determine the way of heaven, to argue yin and yang, to clarify the order, divided into four times;."Self-cultivation, Qi family, peace in the world". My sister reads the Book of Changes and learns to use it. Analyzing the sixty-four hexagrams, seeing the orientation part, the furniture of her house began to mobilize, the bedside and wardrobe should be moved to a smooth direction, and the sofa and dining table should also be in the direction of attracting wealth;Seeing the feng shui part, her door is full of long and short curtains, and there are gourds and flowers and plants hanging in the corners and corners. And I looked at her pious and serious appearance, always confused and skeptical.
My sister is gentle and docile. My sister in middle school was a quiet and elegant little girl, and there were often small notes stuffed by boys in her school bag. My father taught us to study hard, and issued a lot of "precepts and rules", and we worked hard to implement my father's "major policies". The elder sister carefully and skillfully returned the small note to its original owner, never hurting her self-esteem or hurting her peace, and her sister won a strong mass base. On the other hand, I lured the "enemy" into the podium and tore up small pieces of paper in public and threw them into a rain of snowflakes. Every Chinese New Year's cleaning, most of my classmates who crawl on the windows of my house to clean the glass have written small notes to my sister. The students who handed me olive branches would go around half the city to avoid the road that passed in front of my house.
My sister is hardworking, thrifty and hard-working. My sister is the "benchmark household" of our family's frugality. The more my mother encouraged my sister to be more thrifty, and when I was a child, I sewed new clothes for the New Year, and only my sister carried forward the revolutionary tradition of "three years of new and three years of old" that my mother taught and learned from books in order to save money for the family. And the main purpose of my anticipation for the New Year is to wear brand new floral clothes without any reason.
Usually there are three meals a day at the table, and my mother is very strict with us. The rice in the pot, what the spoon touches when it goes down, and the spoon is never allowed to run freely in the pot. The dishes on the dinner table can only be sandwiched closest to oneself, and you must not "pick up all the cold branches and refuse to perch". These high standards are strict, there is no pressure on my sister who has no requirements for food, and it is a harsh challenge for me, who has been a frail and picky eater since I was a child. I look forward to eating fried egg bubbles the most, and my sister who helped my mother will pick out the fried black simmered ones in advance and eat them by herself, and what is left for us to serve is always those vivid and bright "big roosters" with shiny necks and golden feet, well-behaved "rabbits", and towering "peaks" ......
Ten years ago, a private lending crisis swept our town, when the avalanche came, no snowflake was spared, my sister in addition to eating in the unit canteen during working hours, all the meals on a winter weekend were two handfuls of noodles at home.
My sister and I are very different, but our complementary personalities make us feel inseparable from each other. Since the first National Day holiday in 1999, we have traveled almost every year, and we have traveled all over the motherland in our sisters' parent-child clothes. We took a cruise on the Yangtze River to listen to the "sound of apes on both sides of the strait", and the light boat had already crossed the Wanzhong Mountain;Let's go to the vast sea and dive to the bottom of the sea to enjoy the myriad posturesColorful corals;We stand at the head of Orange Island to "point out the country and inspire words";We lie in the Hulunbuir prairie to watch the flowers bloom and fall around us, and look at the clouds in the skyWe snuggled up to the West Lake to enjoy the ...... of "the sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky".
My sister and I are two melons on the same vine, and we are born from the same root;My sister and I are two tributaries of the same bloodline, and we have the same blood. We are best friends who talk about everything, and we confide in each other about the troubles in life;We are good sisters who love each other, we solve the difficulties in life together, and it is good to have a sister!