My little brother When I saw my little brother for the first time, I didn’t think that the newborn baby lying in the incubator had any connection with me. My big eyes were winking at him while his small eyes were squinting at somewhere else. “He doesn’t look like me. ”I mumbled. “Every newborn baby doesn’t look beautiful. After a few days, they will change a lot.” A nurse said with a smile. Her words turned out to be true. He became a lovely baby with round chubby cheeks and sparkling eyes which were even bigger than me. Every person who saw him couldn’t help holding him in harms and praising. Some people even thought he was a girl by mistake. In another word, he looked more beautiful than some girls. Frankly speaking, I admired him a little bit. However, I developed a responsibility and love for him gradually. When I crooning a lullaby to him, his eyelids fluttered and fell asleep. When he was older, he grew up with an overpowering love of travel and the adventure of discovering new places. When we went out together, his little hands wrapped around my fingers. We grew up together but we left each other because I entered a school in another city. On the departure day, he danced around in his pajamas getting ready for school because that was his first day of school. He thought that day was as usual as before. He was too small to know the difference. We both will leave home for somewhere, and he will understand me someday. Farewells were made to family and friends and I was off for the life in new school.