600-word composition "Sister's company is a kind of happiness"

I miss you when the flowers bloom. I miss you when the leaves fall. Flowers bloom and fall, I have already turned into a white butterfly and flew to your side.

Dear sister, do you know that the person I want to rely on most is you? It is a kind of happiness to have your company!

At the age of seven, you led me at the age of five, walking on the ridge in spring. You are wearing a white dress, which looks as beautiful as a butterfly. We left a happy footprint on the country road.

I remember, when I was young and ignorant, I robbed my neighbor's children of candy. He ran to complain to his mother. Before she got angry, you said you robbed me. So, your pocket money for two weeks was confiscated. You ran out of the house and told me with red eyes that when you grew up and made money, you would buy me a lot of sweets. ...

I still remember that at noon when cicadas were singing, you took me out of the house and climbed a tall tree to pick mulberries. When I was young, I didn't know the essentials of climbing mountains. I couldn't climb trees or pick mulberries. You climbed up and picked a bag full, and we shared this delicious food. Although I ate purple, I didn't like it and clamored for you to go again. Still like a butterfly. My mind went blank, but you still held the bright purple mulberry in your hand and said to me with a smile, "Come, come, eat …" My dear sister, I am the only little sister in your heart!

When you know a few words, I don't know where to know that Provence is beautiful. You said that you would take me to Provence to see lavender in the future, and you also said that you would take off the wings of butterflies and put them on me so that we could fly to the horizon and never come back. ...

Now, you have left me to go to school in the provincial capital. Life without you is really like years. Sister, you know, at this moment, you are the person I want to rely on most! It is a kind of happiness to have your company!

I tried my best. ...