I bit my fingertips and froze, I was too young to know what it meant.
Two "Mom, where did my brother go." I took my mom's hands, which seemed to have gone numb, with a blank look on my face.
"Be good. Don't disturb your brother. He's about to fly away, don't let him not see God. He needs to be quiet, quiet." Mom made shushing motions at me. The sadness in her eyes seemed to turn into silver-white chains that ticked down the hospital hallway.
"Mom, when is brother coming back." I continued to bite into the lollipop, which my brother had just sold me. I had just seen my brother come out of the kiosk in delight, followed by a speeding vehicle coming towards him. There was blood all over the ground, and many people were gathered there, looking at what? Looking at my brother? I squeezed through the crowd. I saw my brother lying on the ground. A flicker of pity swept through his eyes.
"Direct link. Here, lollipop." Those hands were covered in blood, but they no longer mattered so much in my eyes. I looked into my brother's eyes, still twinkling, still shining.
I took the lollipop, not rushing to open the package. When I looked into my brother's eyes again, they were still open, still so gentle, but they seemed to have lost their focus, their shine.
I suddenly felt how alone I was, cold and silent around me.
Three "Tell me, what do you see when you lift your head?" My brother asked me.
"What is it wow? Isn't it brother?" I scratched the back of my head curiously.
"It's the sun. No matter what, no matter what difficulties, no matter what sadness, it's always the sun that you look up and see. A lot of it comes when it's supposed to. We are so used to singing with our heads down that we forget to look up at the sun." My brother gently stroked my little head.
"Huh? What about this one? The sun is about to set, what should I do?" I licked the lollipop again.
"When the sun rises in the southern hemisphere, the northern hemisphere loses its sunlight. But the memory of that in your heart that doesn't die out. You remembered the sunshine and left a cheerfulness behind." As my brother spoke, his expression had a serious flavor to it. I wondered childishly at the time if seriousness would be delicious. "If one day I am not by your side. Remember that I am this sunset. When it sets, you can find me on the other side of the earth." Following that direction where my brother's pair of fingers went, I seemed to see angels.
Four "Brother. You're leaving." "You won't leave me, will you." "The sunset disappears and you will appear on the other side of the earth." In the silhouette of the sunset, I seem to see my brother's familiar face. He was smiling at me, telling me himself, "When you look up, it's still the sun you see." "When I look up, it is you, brother, that I see." I said faintly. "Look up and see the sun. This excellent "first grade essay" is collected by essay.com, from the Internet and member contributions, for reference and study only.