记忆中,故乡老屋的土墙上,没有年画,没有挂历,有的却是那些微微泛黄的奖状。那个时候,总以为等奖状贴满了墙,就能够放飞理想。于是,那面被奖状覆盖着的墙,便成了我童年最鲜明的回忆,更是老屋里的一道特殊风景。可以说,每一面墙都有自己的故事。它们在长满岁月痕迹的同时,还曾见证着一个人内心的成长。就像我们小时候贴过奖状和梦想,长大后用涂鸦手绘进行自我表达一样,墙上总会时不时地留下我们对生活热爱的一些表情。 Memory, the hometown of old walls, no New Year pictures, no calendars, but some are those slightly yellowing certificate. At that time, always thought that the diploma plastered wall, you can fly ideal. So, that side was covered by the certificate of the wall, it became the most vivid memories of my childhood, it is a special view of the old house. It can be said that each wall has its own story. They have witnessed the growth of a person's heart in addition to the traces of years. Just as we used to be a diploma and a dream when we were young and grew up to express ourselves in graffiti, the wall always shows some of our expressions of love for life.