Did you remember when was the first time to go to school, how was the feeling as you failed the tests and how your heart bled for your boyfriend when you broke up with him. Absolutely, almost all people will say" I remember" because these were impressive events.Thus, memory which is like a deep and dark-blue sea, could record a lot about a person's life. In my life, I will never forget my earliest memory:the short moment of understanding love.
I have a sister who is one year older than me. I really disliked her because I thought she shared my parent's love, she was beautiful and welcoming in school.Everything which should belong to me had taken by her. Every time I saw her standing on the podium and enjoying honor and achievements, I swore I would beat my biggest foe.
I clearly remember that was a rainy day in winter, the sky was grey and lost the bright blue as before. the rain,which was like my tears, constantly fell down. I missed out my final math exam because the alarm clock I set did not go off. Why did this embarrassing situation happen to me? My alarm clock worked every day except this special day! My evil sister was the first person I could think of to plan this hoax. Anger,sadness and enmity drove me mad, the old saying: 'an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth' came into my mind. She ruined my final exam that I had prepared for a long time and my good mood for upcoming summer vacation I had expected for several months, so she should pay the price for her behaviours. I hid her Lavender shampoo,the birthday gift from her best friend, in the desk drawers. Imagine her anxious face, tears and the same sullen feeling as mine, I satisfy.
Everything was quite common as usual, I pretended nothing happen and we still attended badminton club, went home by means of RENMING Street and enjoyed yummy dinner with family. I just waited for her vexed face. We shared the bathroom and my sister took shower first every night. I have really wanted to loudly point out the unfair rule since she had this habit, but every time the words would jump out of my mouth, I zipped. Today I could not bear any more. While she was going to the bathroom, I shouted:" Does the order of taking shower depend on our ages? Why are you taking shower first every day?" The sight of her back sightly shook, I knew she was crying. " because when I finish the shower, the temperature in the bathroom will grow up. I don't want you to get cold in the winter." At that moment, the tear blurred my vision instead of chortling due to my sister's anxiety.
I was guilty that I never considered her as my family and I always misunderstood her. I hurt my sister ,yet she still loved me. Her sentence like the sunshine in cold winter warmed my heart. I gave her shampoo back and I bravely said:"Thank you and I feel so sorry for what I did'
Now I still remember this impacting story I experienced with my sister. This is my earliest memory and is also the first time that I realize love: a warm feeling which is existing in every simple day.