Ask for a composition describing my sister's appearance.

My sister has a shiny black hair, two horns standing upright, a pair of bright eyes under her tiny eyebrows, a small nose and a small cherry mouth, and her red doodle face looks particularly delicate and beautiful. She has a round head, bright eyes under thick eyebrows, an angular and eloquent mouth under a pointed nose, and two deep dimples are printed on that lovely face. Everyone in the family dotes on her, especially her father. Every time I see my sister, I have a smile on my face. Sister can be regarded as dad's "pistachio". But she is also very naughty and often makes me scolded by my parents. Once I bought a new box of crayons, and my sister saw it and pestered me to play with it. I ignored her, held it up and pretended to be very proud. My sister reached for it, but she was too short to reach it, so she stamped her foot. After a while, she stopped arguing with me for crayons. I thought she would "back down", but I didn't expect her to cry to me with her "good weapon". Dad heard the crying and ran over and asked, "Are you crying?" No matter what I say, my father doesn't believe me, which makes me speechless. The result was scolded again. Sometimes, my sister is smart, too. One day, my parents went out to the street, and my sister and I stayed in the house to look after the house. We watched TV for a while and felt bored. My sister said to me, "Sister, let's fall in love between teachers and students!" "I said happily," well, I'll be a teacher and you will be a student. "Sister readily agreed. I took out my clipboard and wrote on it: "How much is 8 more than 4? "

My sister is not only observant, but also careful. Once, I came home from school and saw my sister reading a book. I changed my shoes and ran to my sister. She is still absorbed in reading the Chinese characters on the literacy list. My mother showed her the Chinese characters on the literacy list several times and made her recognize them once. Later, my mother pointed to a moon and asked her, "What is this word?" I saw my sister look at the moon for a few seconds and blurted out, "Moon, moon." Of course, my mother wanted to encourage her and said, "Brilliant is great, yes!" My sister was about to leave when I turned around and saw me behind. I can't help but get a fright. Sister is so careful! I was so absorbed that I didn't even know there was someone behind me.

This is my lovely sister.