Write sister's 800 words essay with the technique of wanting to raise the first suppression

A head of blue shawl curls, melon character face inlaid with a pair of bright big eyes, small nose, rosy lips hair, country face inlaid with a pair of bright big eyes, small nose, rosy lips.　　The summer before last, my sister came to the classroom to look for me, shouting me I pretended not to hear. She had to wait for me to walk together after school. I walked ahead and she chased after me panting. My conscience wouldn't allow me to do that because my sister had a congenital heart condition.　　So I stopped. When my sister came slowly, she said, "Auntie asked me to tutor you in English, so I'll tutor you at your house!" I was taken aback and said, "Wouldn't you call me to tell me about this? What are you running after me for?" My sister said with difficulty, "I'm afraid you won't answer my call, so I have to come to you." Hearing this, my heart was cut to pieces in an instant.　　I helped her walk toward my house. At that moment, I clearly saw the surprise and relief on her face.　　There is only one toy from my childhood, and that is mine. The good-looking hairpin from my childhood will always be on my head. There is a classic saying that describes it: what is hers is mine, and what is mine will always be mine.　　After that incident, I hung out with her when she came to see me. I realized that she was actually very nice to be around. No wonder she was so well liked. Sometimes, she would even pander to me when she lost the game and be rude.　　I reveled in the little joy my sister gave me, so contented and enjoyable. Looking at everything she did for me, at the way she tutored me in English, at the meticulous way she answered math questions for me, love fell on my heart little by little.　　My sister is one grade higher than me, last year she started her first year, when she graduated, I cried. Not with my sister in a school, see her time is naturally less, at first, we can see each other two or three times a week, to say the least. At the beginning, we saw each other two or three times a week at least, but by the end of the first semester, my sister was busy with her homework, so we seldom saw each other again. At that time, I always feel that my sister will leave me forever, in my diary, wrote this paragraph: my sister left me when it was the end of the fall and early winter, there was no snow, but drizzling rain. Cold and tangled, heartbreaking, it turns out that when a person is sad, the sky will also follow the tears.　　My sister looked at it and said, "How could my sister leave you? Next year you also go to middle school, we are not still in a school?"　　Thinking back to when I was a child, I only knew how to avoid my sister at that time, and my cold heart even forgot about my sister's love for me. How I wanted my sister to stay with me, to take my sister's hand and say to her, "Sister, I love you." ?