I have a brother, he is two years older than me, sometimes I will hate him and sometimes I like him. When he grab my things without my permission, I feel angry with him, but sometimes when I am bullied by others, he is the first one to protect me, I feel so moved. I love my brother, we share happiness and sorrow.
我有一个哥哥，他比我大两岁，有时候我会讨厌他，有时候我又喜欢他。当他没有经过我的同意就拿我的东西的时候，我感到很生气，但是当我被其他人欺负的时候，他第一个出来保护我，我很感动。我爱我的哥哥，我们分享喜怒和哀乐。