We met when I was six years old, a brother who was two years older than me, a man who loved and cared for me like my biological father. A reorganized family made me feel the warmth of home again.
One night when I was ten years old, my brother was talking to himself silently to the moon. I asked him what were you doing and he said I was talking to my mother. I said you were lying, and your father said your mother passed away. I remember that time my brother ignored me for a long time.
During the summer vacation when I was fifteen years old, my brother gave up a summer camp abroad in order to help me with my homework. I know, he really wants to go but he says he doesn't care.
When I was seventeen, my brother was admitted to a famous foreign university. This time he left. We were separated by half a world in four years, and the time difference between the sun and the moon was eight hours. But I feel like my brother is always by my side.
My 23-year-old brother graduated and returned to China. I thought the days would continue as warm and peaceful as before, but time is changing and people are growing up and moving forward. Time teaches us that nothing remains the same.
My name is Su Nuannuan, and I hope that I can be like my name, just like a sunflower. Always sunny.