A few days ago, Chopsticks Brothers' Little Apple was popular all over the country. The rhythm is light and emotional, and it is favored by the square dance aunt. "You are my little apple, just like the most beautiful clouds on the horizon ....." A simple lyrics, wrote the sincere feelings for "little apple". "The most beautiful clouds on the horizon" may not be as bright as the sunset glow, or as magical and wonderful as the flaming clouds written by Xiao Hong, but it brings you endless warmth.
one day ten years ago, she was born. Looking at her crying in my aunt's arms, I have a sense of sacredness as a sister. Because we live far away, we didn't meet for a long time, so she called my sister in Mandarin, and I regarded her as a little doll. Tie her funny braids, dress her up as a fairy with an adult's silk scarf, and ask her to ask adults for snacks and toys. She always says loyally, "Sister, here you are." I was secretly pleased. It turned out that being a sister was so magical.
Later, we lived near each other, and she grew up. No longer being pointed out by me like ants on hot bricks, she learned to snitch. So I bribed her with snacks and threatened her with bugs. In the end, she had to admit defeat to me, and then she followed me to fight puppies, catch kittens and do all the bad things.
I didn't come back for half a month until I went to junior high school. Before going to school, she dug out some schedules with cartoon characters printed on them from somewhere and mysteriously said to me, "I'll put one in your schoolbag, but you have to go to school to read it again." Looking at her sly eyes, I nodded. I really don't know what medicine this smelly girl sells in the gourd. When I came to a strange school with a naive heart, I found that I was out of place with it. Just as I was painfully licking the wounds of my heart in the corner where no one was paying attention, I accidentally dropped a card from the interlayer of my schoolbag, which was the curriculum given to me by my sister. I picked it up, and it was printed with exquisite patterns on the front and pure white on the back, with the words: Sister, I miss you. I smiled happily, and it became my only warmth in this strange campus.
Sister, you are my little apple.