We used to talk about everything, but now we stop talking.

"Please pay attention to your logic and words." My sister sent me this sentence, and I was a little scared. When will chatting between us be so tired? Since when do I no longer want to confide in her?

I found that my sister and I are getting farther and farther away, and she has become a stranger, and I should be naive in her eyes. All along, I thought that distance would not separate our sisterhood for many years, and suddenly I felt that I was wrong. What separated us was not only distance but also experience and way of thinking.

My sister has been growing, changing, making progress, thinking more and more carefully, and speaking more and more unfamiliar and formal.

and I've been growing, changing and making progress, my thinking hasn't changed much, and my way of speaking is still very popular.

We are all growing and changing, but we are all moving further and further towards two disjoint roads. I used to talk about everything, but now I want to stop. This change is not only a change in distance, a change in way of thinking, or a change in living environment.

"Man, of all the sisters, which one do you like best?" Sister hugged me and asked quietly.

"I like them all." I always answer tactfully, in short, I can't offend any sister.

"Really, my man's answer is really clever." My sister gave me a spoiled smile.

I know, my sister treats me very well, especially well. She likes to have nothing to do to tease me about funny things when I was a child. For example, when someone bullied me, I would say, "So-and-so beat Manman". She also likes to sneak me into my room and buy me all kinds of desserts I like, such as chocolate or biscuits.

She will take me to travel, carefully arrange my brother's and me's travel plans, prepare our dry food, and then patiently take us to every scenic spot. Even if we are tired and have a little temper, she will amuse us and buy us all kinds of snacks we want. She is never stingy with us.

I like to share everything with her, and I often confide in her. She will carefully analyze the situation for me every time and encourage me to do what I want to do. In my cognition, she is my dearest sister and the source of my efforts. She gives me the encouragement and recognition I need most. She can understand me and my world and help me make progress.

After I entered the university, she always thought of me, sent me some books from time to time, and sent me my favorite Dove chocolate from time to time, which made me feel warm, because somewhere in the world, someone still remembers me, remembers my favorite and always cares about me.

I like my sister. She really treats me well. She makes me feel the warmth and care of my sister.

it is impossible for a person to change in minutes, but it is very possible to change in more than a year. My sister and I haven't seen each other for more than a year. She chose to stay in Beijing alone during the Chinese New Year. She said that it is not necessary to go home for the Chinese New Year. There are so many people, so it is better to go home at other times and there are relatively few people, such as the Dragon Boat Festival.

We staggered the time to go home, lost the opportunity to meet each other, and even lost the opportunity to talk.

"I find that I am quite romantic, too. Just give people things without asking others. " My sister said this.

She gave me a lot of notebooks before, and then this year she remembered that she was being romantic and gave me a notebook casually without consulting me. The notebook still hasn't found its real owner, so we should make the best use of everything. This is the spirit of utensils.

I looked puzzled and talked to her. Except for studying or having something to do, she wouldn't talk to me again, and she wouldn't be caring and attentive. We existed in each other's friend list like strangers.

On National Day, he asked my brother to bring the book he once gave me back to Beijing for her. He asked me on WeChat the other day that your name was clearly on the book. Why did you tell me that you were useless?

I said, "just writing a name in my mind doesn't count."

She said, "Is it a loan to lend you a penny or a hundred dollars? Do you still need it? Please pay attention to your logical thinking and way of speaking. "

I just replied, because I felt I had nothing to say. Sometimes I wanted to talk to her again, and suddenly I found the words on my lips and swallowed them back.

Frankly speaking, my sister said that she wanted to use the diary, so I immediately went to read it. It just didn't work. I used to write the name from the beginning. Since my sister wanted to use it, of course I wanted to give it to her. She could tear off the name on the first page, but I didn't want her to be so serious.

When I think about it later, what she said is quite reasonable. Some things are one, which can't be changed into any other numbers. I always like to muddle along, but my sister is a meticulous person. She doesn't understand my life and I don't understand her meticulousness. Perhaps this is the biggest reason why we are estranged.

As far as I am concerned, a meticulous life can make people feel relaxed, but it is undoubtedly another kind of happiness to make do with it. Every time I chat with my family and friends, I just want to relieve my pressure temporarily, instead of looking for another kind of unhappiness. If I am tired of chatting, I would rather not have a good time.

Once is always once, and it is already a past tense. Once people change, they won't have the feeling they once had. Live the present and cherish it. As long as you are happy in your world, sister, I also believe that I will be happy in my life.