A composition on the topic of my brother

Composition on the topic of my brother

My left hand is my brother’s right hand

“Scissors-rock-paper!” My brother lost and had to Running errands to buy drinks. Seeing how stinky his face looked, you could tell how reluctant he was. I gloated and snickered.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and told me: "Stay there and don't run around, otherwise I won't find anyone when I look back."

I rolled my eyes at him. : "Please, I'm not a child anymore!" He gave me a look that said, "You can't carve out rotten wood." "Look at your stupid look, walking around and running around, you are not as sensible as a child!" "Hey! What are you doing? ..." I was extremely angry and prepared to argue with him, but he walked away.

I was standing in front of a store to hide from the sun, and a brother and sister walked over holding hands. The boy is eleven or twelve years old, and the girl is four or five years old. The girl was at a lively and active age, but the boy was not impatient at all. He held his sister's hand and walked slowly, as if his sister was a treasure and he was afraid that she would lose it. The little girl acted coquettishly: "Brother, it's so hot. I want to eat ice cream." The boy wiped the sweat from her forehead and promised with a smile: "When we get to the store in front, brother will buy it for you, okay?..." I Looking at them infatuatedly, listening to their conversation, I felt sour in my heart. My eyes followed them until they were out of sight.

This is what you call an elder brother, not like my elder brother! If he hadn't lost in "Rock, Paper, Scissors", he wouldn't have gone to buy a drink! Bai is two years older than me, but he has no sense of being an elder brother. He never knows that if he gives in to me or helps me, he will hit me. Whenever I announced my "grand plan", he was the first to throw cold water on me - I said I wanted to learn to paint, and he said, "Come on, you painted tomatoes like apples." I said I wanted to travel alone. , he said that I was blind, and there was no going back... It seemed that attacking me was his hobby and specialty.

When I was feeling indignant, my brother came over with a bottle of Pepsi-Cola, dangled it in front of me and said, "Hey, you have a ferocious face, what are you thinking about?" I was too lazy to pay attention to him. , took the Coke, opened the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth. "Why did it take you so long to come back! Also, why didn't you buy iced ones? It tastes terrible!" "You only drink Pepsi-Cola. You went to several stores and there was no iced ones... It would be nice to have something to drink. It's really troublesome to be picky!" My brother was very unhappy. "Tch! You are not unhappy when other girls ask you to do things! Why do you treat your sister like this?" He chuckled: "Just because you are my sister." "What kind of logic!" I said angrily He argued with his brother unjustly. When I was crossing the road, I was still scolding my brother. My brother suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me to his side. At the same time, he shouted: "Be careful, watch the car!" As soon as I finished speaking, A car whizzed past me, and my hair was blown into a mess by the wind caused by the car. It was so dangerous! If my brother hadn't held me back, the wheels would have run over my feet.

In my impression, this happened many times with my brother. Perhaps, subconsciously, I have nothing to worry about - with my brother here, there is nothing to be afraid of! My brother would never pamper me or give in to me like other people's brothers. He would laugh at me, hit me, and quarrel with me. ( ) But he will remember my taste and go to several stores to buy the Pepsi Cola I like to drink; he will buy a bracelet to match my original bracelet when I go shopping with my classmates; he will buy a bracelet to match my original one when I stubbornly want to transfer to another school. , asked me nervously, "Have you been bullied?"...My brother will not hold my hand, but I know that my left hand is his right hand, and he will hold me when I am in danger. He understood my confusion and all my shortcomings. When I was proud, he would pour cold water on me to wake me up. When I was depressed, he would stimulate me and boost my fighting spirit.

Haha, it’s great to have a brother!