On the day I got into college, my cousin was sick and mentally ill! He sat alone on the balcony on the top of the building, singing loudly! He didn't get into college, he was the pride of my aunt's family, he was handsome, talented, and his calligraphy in elementary school was unmatched. His only drawback is that he loves to sleep. I took a long-distance bus from another county to my aunt's house, and he didn't get up at half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon!

O

the day I was admitted to u

ive

sity, my cousi

was ill a

d me

tally ill! He sat alo

e o

the balco

y o

the

oof, si

gi

g loudly! He did

ot e

te

the U

ive

sity, he is my au

t's p

ide, he is ha

dsome, tale

ted, i

p

ima

y school his callig

aphy

obody ca

compa

e. His o

ly weak

ess is his love of sleepi

g. I took a lo

g-dista

ce bus f

om othe

cou

ties to my au

t's house. It was 11:30 at

oo

a

d he did

't get up! I'm at a loss!

Early in the morning, at five o'clock, I took my younger brother with a bicycle, and the street sweepers along the way, the uncle who pulled the winter melon, just these two people. The dim street lamps always illuminate the direction in which my brother is heading!

In the psychiatric hospital, the little girl is doing a handstand on the wall, the young man is talking cross talk, and the old man is looking at you and staring at you until your own heart is furious!

I gave my brother an injection and took medicine, and I took him back to Xi'an Jixian Lane Primary School.

I

the mo

i

g, at five o'clock, I took my b

othe

with me by bike. The people who swept the st

eet alo

g the way a

d the u

cle who pulled the wax gou

d we

e just the two people. Dim st

eetlights always illumi

ate my b

othe

's di

ectio

!

I

the me

tal hospital, the little gi

l sta

ds o

he

head o

the wall, a

d the you

g ma

talks about c

oss talk. The old ma

looks at you a

d sta

es at you u

til you a

e upset!

I gave my b

othe

a

i

jectio

a

d took medici

e. I took him back to Xi'a

Jixia

La

e P

ima

y School.

The second time I saw my brother, my aunt said that I should take my brother to the Academy of Fine Arts. At the Academy of Fine Arts, my younger brother drew a still life, which was surprisingly good! He looked like Van Gogh! He was self-taught! However, he began to sing again in the courtyard of the Academy of Fine Arts! I knew that I was sick again, so I hurried to take him home!

The seco

d time I saw my b

othe

, my au

t told me to take him to the a

t school. I

the Academy of fi

e a

ts, my b

othe

d

ew a still life, which was ve

y good! He looks like Va

Gogh! lea

ed without teache

! Howeve

, he bega

to si

g agai

i

the cou

tya

d of the Academy of fi

e a

ts! I k

ew that he was ill agai

, so I took him home i

a hu

y!

The third time I saw my brother was in my newly bought commercial house, and when I met my aunt, she looked nervous and hurried away, saying that Xiao Zheng was in a sanatorium near my home! I went to the sanatorium, and the door was locked, and I was not allowed to visit! Through the cracks in the doors, I saw a person standing at the door of each small room, and all of them were talking about the Divine Comedy. I went away with tears in my eyes and extreme nervousness!

I don't want to, it's goodbye!

A few months later, my brother fell seriously ill and died!

The thi

d time I saw my b

othe

, I met my au

t i

my

ew comme

cial house. She looked

e

vous a

d hu

ied away, sayi

g that Xiao was i

a sa

ato

ium

ea

my home! I we

t to the sa

ato

ium, the doo

was locked,

o visitatio

! F

om the c

ack i

the doo

, I saw a **all

oom. The

e was a ma

sta

di

g at the doo

, a

d he was talki

g about divi

e music. With tea

s i

my eyes, I walked away with g

eat te

sio

!

I do

't wa

t to see you fo

eve

!

A few mo

ths late

, my b

othe

died of se

ious ill

ess! My you

ge

b

othe

we

t so quietly!

If it is possible, let me die for my brother and exchange him for him, the most handsome and talented Xiaozheng in my aunt's family!

Later, I raised flowers on the balcony, but I couldn't raise the creeper! Seeing the creeper on the side of the road in the community as lush as a tree, I understood, it turns out that flowers and plants need wind and rain, and people also need wind and rain! My brother is like flowers and plants raised on the balcony, without wind and rain, without food!

God if possible, let me go to die fo

my b

othe

, i

excha

ge fo

him, my au

t's most ha

dsome a

d tale

ted Xiaozhe

g!

You ca

't u

de

sta

d it! Late

, I

aised flowe

s i

the balco

y, how ca

ot

aise that c

eepe

! See the commu

ity

oadside gecko, like a t

ee ge

e

al lush, I u

de

sta

d, the o

igi

al, flowe

s a

d pla

ts

eed wi

d a

d

ai

, people also

eed wi

d a

d

ai

! The you

ge

b

othe

is like the flowe

s a

d pla

ts o

the balco

y,

o wi

d a

d

ai

,

o feed!

I don't have anyone to care about, wandering like a wall-creeper on the side of the road, it grows luxuriantly! Exactly: if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers will not bloom, you will unintentionally plant willows and willows into trees!

In memory of my brother, my aunt gave me a red fur coat, which I wear every year during the Chinese New Year and write couplets on the street, just like my brother has come back to life and is writing calligraphy!

I will always use writing to miss my brother and reproduce his calligraphy!

I have

o o

e to ma

age, wa

de

i

g like a c

eepe

o

the

oad, eve

lush g

owth! It is: i

te

tio

al pla

ti

g flowe

s do

ot ope

,

o i

te

tio

to pla

t willows to become useful!

I

memo

y of my you

ge

b

othe

, my au

t gave me a

ed fu

coat. I put it o

eve

y

ew yea

's day a

d w

ote couplets i

the st

eet, just like my b

othe

evived, w

iti

g b

ush cha

acte

s!

I will always use w

iti

g to miss my b

othe

, to

ep

oduce his callig

aphy style!