我有一张奖状,不大,它没有精美的图案,色彩也不光亮,但贴在那用泥巴抹出的土墙上,屋子里还真有蓬荜生辉的感觉。我记得很清楚,当我把四年级三好学生的奖状高高兴兴递给奶奶时,奶奶的眼眶湿了。她不假思索,从锅里拿出一个熟红薯,掰了一块,然后用手指捻来捻去,再弄上一点点水,就把我的奖状端端正正贴在了里屋的炕头上。 I have a certificate, not large, it is not exquisite patterns, colors are not bright, but attached to the mud wall wipe out the soil, the house is really a sense of glitz. I remember very clearly that my grandmother’s eyes were wet when I happily presented my grandmother with a Certificate of Honor for the fourth grade. She thought without hesitation, took out a cooked sweet potato from the pan, broke a piece, and then twirled with a finger to twist, and then get a little bit of water, put my certificate end is being posted in the house on the white picket fence.