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，有时我会恨他，有时我喜欢他。当他未经我允许抢走我的东西时，我对他很生气，但有时当我被别人欺负时，他是第一个保护我的人，我感到很感动。我爱我的兄弟，我们同甘共苦。