You can't even remember your big brother?

The most beautiful truth in the world is that my eldest brother and I are separated by yin and yang, and my thoughts about him are extremely intense ... the author wrote an inscription.

In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed again.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is miserable, because my eldest brother has just left for a few days and his mood is still in grief. Big brother looks smart, second brother is handsome, and I'm a little stupid. My eldest brother gave me a square, and my second brother and I were named by him. It can be seen that he was smart since he was a child and was good at making his own decisions.

Eldest brother is always among the best when he is studying. He was awarded the title of "Famous Dragon Pool" in Guiyang No.1 Middle School, but he was unlucky. Because of his father's historical problems, he was not qualified to go to college. Empty-minded and ambitious, he only used heavy physical labor to vent his anger. He dragged a scooter, tied bamboo, and refined camphor oil.

The disillusionment of ideals and the cruelty of reality make eldest brother often taciturn and pretentious. Only by burying yourself in a pile of books can you find your own sky. He often reads by candlelight at night. Once, he was trapped by a candle and fell down. If his second brother hadn't found out in time, it would have caused great disaster.

In the four clean-ups movement, eldest brother was an activist. First, because of his personality, he has always hoped to have the opportunity to display his talents and serve the society; Secondly, I want to define my family composition as "urban poor". Because my father used to be an officer in the Kuomintang army, although he actively resisted Japan, he still could not escape the fate of being excluded and dictatorship.

My father led a bloody battle with the Japanese. In the street fighting, one man fought with eight Japanese soldiers at the same time and wiped them out. Later, when working in Kaifeng, he led a regiment of the Kuomintang army to surrender to the People's Liberation Army. He was rejected only because he lost contact with the PLA troops after being injured. At that time, I only thought my father was an old official and wanted to define the composition of our family as an "old official." Eldest brother refuses to accept, arguing that our whole family is poor, and we should define family composition as "urban poor". Through the efforts of eldest brother, we finally got what we wanted. Now it seems ridiculous. At that time, the poorer the more glorious. Family composition is crucial to the fate of the whole family.

During the Cultural Revolution, we were transferred to Yinjia Village, Quan Yi. Big brother pulled all his belongings on the scooter. I am too young to walk and sit on a scooter in the country.

After being decentralized to the countryside, our brothers had no place to live, so they built their own adobe houses. Although the hut is warm in winter and cool in summer, there is nowhere to hide in rainy days, and pots and pans have to be used, so I can't sleep all night. Although we have worked hard all day, we have never had enough to eat, and we are still short of oil and salt. Not to mention rice, even sweet potatoes have to be saved.

The days of hard work and hunger are nothing, but the discrimination in character is even worse. My family can't keep boars and enjoy all kinds of "poor and middle peasants" treatment. We have to do a lot of voluntary labor, so we have to be criticized and robbed. The most unforgettable thing is that when the Daoxian tragedy spread to Dongtang in the suburbs of our county, eldest brother hurried back from the city to gather our brothers to plot the schedule and steps to escape from Xinjiang to avoid being killed. Just as we were about to leave for Xinjiang, the 47th Army of the People's Liberation Army stopped this terrible killing in time, and we were relieved that we did not leave our hometown and fled to Xinjiang. But at that time, the mystery and horror of that scene were still fresh in my mind, and it left an indelible scar on my young mind.

When our brothers were in the countryside, the hard years created a deep affection between them. Eldest brother is the master of everything and gradually becomes the backbone of our family. No matter right or wrong, listen to him. Once, I was beaten by an adult in the village. My eldest brother and second brother heard about it, so they took sticks to find someone to fight with. They can't tolerate others bullying their younger brother. Afraid of trouble, my mother gripped my second brother's leg tightly. Seeing their mother's pleading eyes and appearance, they reluctantly put down their guys and sat at home sighing angrily.

When I first arrived in the countryside, I was only a teenager. Every day, I have to go up the mountain to cut wood and pull pigs and vegetables. One day, I was chopping wood on the mountain alone. I am timid, alone in the lonely mountain forest. I don't know what animal is barking, which makes me more nervous. I'm a little absent-minded, and my chopper won't listen to me. I went straight to my left wrist with a knife, bleeding profusely, and I fainted with a sigh. At this time, my eldest brother, who was working a mile away, actually heard my weak cry. What a worrying concern it takes to reach listening comprehension! Eldest brother hurriedly bandaged my wound with a handkerchief. I ran home panting. Blood and sweat dripped all over him. My mother hurried to find herbs to apply, and the herbs were washed away by blood. Blood gurgled like this, my pain became numb and my face was as white as a piece of paper. The hospital is so far away that my mother is so anxious that tears will drop on her face. Just when everyone was helpless and desperate, eldest brother found a pack of herbal powder from nowhere, wrapped it in a cloth and put it on his hand, and finally stopped the blood pouring out and saved me from death.

When building a water conservancy project, eldest brother finally had a place to use. Xiao Jiashan, Xian Jiang, Fiona Fang, Ma Shi and other water conservancy projects have his footprints. He doesn't care about rewards and gains and losses, as if all his talents can be used. On the water conservancy site, he is like a commander, leading the young people in the engineering headquarters, directing and arranging the work of tens of thousands of migrant workers on the site day and night. Especially in winter, it is rare to go home once every two or three months to repair water conservancy. Later, the two sons were named water control and electric control respectively to show their love for water conservancy work.

Eldest brother is generous and often gives away the tile pillows and fir trees that my second brother and I have worked so hard to saw without asking for anything in return. All chickens and ducks raised at home are slaughtered for guests at the age of six months, and he has to pretend to be rich no matter how poor the family is.

After the 1980s, things were better. Eldest brother finally became a formal national cadre and became the office director of the Light Industry Bureau. He is a diligent person. He didn't go to college before, but later he reviewed his books and was admitted to "TV University", which fulfilled his dream.

When he was studying in RTVU, he was the oldest in the class and studied hard, but he didn't take any make-up exams in one subject, and he also took time to teach himself two majors, which shows that his learning attitude is solid and the foundation is profound. In the 1990s, I suffered from gallstones. At that time, the hospital was misdiagnosed as gastric cancer. My eldest brother comforted me, fearing that I could not pass, and personally sent me to Guangzhou for treatment. Later, when I checked, I was relieved. I was nothing more than brave, and that kind of concern is unforgettable.

A few years ago, my older brother with diabetes deteriorated into uremia, first peritoneal dialysis, then hemodialysis, and then he broke his leg last year and next year. It never rains but it pours. Because of this disease, I can't have an operation to treat my broken leg. Sister-in-law is really hard. She travels back and forth in life and goes to Chenzhou for dialysis from time to time. It is really painful for patients and relatives. Time lasted for nearly a year in the torment of illness, and eldest brother couldn't hold on. Let's go!

Dear big brother has gone, gone irretrievably, leaving only memories of the past and endless thoughts!

Dear big brother left, and since then we have lost a brother in trouble forever!

Dear big brother, go well. You will live in our hearts forever. I hope we will still be brothers in the next life!