事实上,几乎整个童年时代,我都是在一堵高墙里度过的。印象里那确是一堵很高的墙,它立在奶奶的老房子前已经很久了,把狭小的院落与外面的世界隔绝开来,风与时间都难以过去。很久之后,我还会想起那个下着大雨的下午,风把储物室的门吹得“啪啪”作响。我那时身体不太好,整日一个人待在家里。隔着细密的雨幕,看到院里的歪脖子树在雨中萧瑟,看到淋湿的猫仓 In fact, I spent most of my childhood in a high wall. The impression is indeed a very tall wall, which stands in front of Grandma’s old house for a long time, isolating the small courtyard from the outside world, the wind and the time are hard to pass. A long time later, I would also remember that the afternoon with heavy rain, the wind blowing the door of the storage room to “snap” sound. I was not in good health at that time and stayed alone at home all day. Across the fine rain curtain, see the yard crooked neck tree bleak in the rain, see the wet cat