A wall

　　Years ago, my family lived in an old tiled house, due to family poverty, the four walls were not painted, when the rainy season came, the roof leaked everywhere, there was no shelter, the roof turned over and over, after how many times to repair, now there is a little home feeling. The memories of my home are always so vague, but behind this vagueness are engraved the most painful memories. The four walls are dark, the marks are mottled, there is water washing left behind, there is a crash left behind, there is ignorant we scratch down ...... a road, a scene, in the blur is clear.

　　In such a small family, one of the most ordinary families in China, but an extraordinary wall, this wall, dark, old, there are years left by the road scars, in my memory, they are so clear, so engraved as if each scar on that wall is engraved on my heart so that I hurt.

　　Although the home is poor, I will not be disgusted, because it is it save a penny to raise me; home is not harmonious, but I will not escape, because it is it taught me to be kind to others; home is cold, but I will not be troubled, because it is it in the cold taught me enthusiasm ...... home is very powerful and small at the same time. The power of home is great because it has guided me step by step to maturity and this complex society; the power of home is small because it is only a component of a tiny grain of dust in this universe, with it or without it does not have the slightest impact on this universe.

　　In this family, I have to talk about one person, because she is the one who gave me life and a heart that will feel. It is her every action that has influenced me from the beginning to the present. Who is she? She is my mother, the epitome of a Chinese rural woman and the most beautiful embodiment of kindness and goodness.

　　Since I was a child, my mother has always given me such deep and clear memories.

　　Mom is not a good talker, but in front of guests, she always loves to talk. When mom talks, it seems to me as if she is very nervous, always wanting to say all the words inside in one breath, and when the words come to her mouth, it is so difficult to spit them out, therefore, in the eyes of others, mom becomes a talking mule. They don't understand anything and all prefer to trust their eyes and ears rather than use a perceptive heart to scrutinize and listen. Sometimes, mom will say the wrong thing because of this, and when she says the wrong thing, she will be scolded by dad, who is a face-loving person and will never allow his family to lose face in front of the guests, especially with mom's more determined attitude. Many times, when mom was scolded by dad, mom did not say a word, silently born, there is more aggression in her heart she is like this, I do not know how to persuade her, only to look on the sidelines, the heart and her same pain. In this way, time and again to bear, time and again the heart of the torment, so that she suppressed years of aggression into a face of a wrinkle, but also into my heart of heartfelt wounds.

　　Since I went to school, whenever I encountered difficulties or grievances, my mother's clear face would appear in front of my eyes, so I silently suffered like my mother. I have been able to suppress all the resentment in my heart, but this feeling is not cowardice.

　　The wall of my mother is a wall, a wall that protects me from the wind and rain, engraved with my memories and the pain and sorrow that my mother experienced. Whenever I came home and saw the dark wall, I couldn't bear to touch it, because her heart hadn't healed and was still dripping blood, and the years continued to ravage and erode it mercilessly ......

　　Mom, I salute you, you are a wall, although mottled, but stronger than a brick wall; although dark, but beautiful than a hundred flowers; although old, but as new as before, may you always stand, in my sky.

　　Now, the house is still tiled, the wall is still an earth wall, a dusty one. Only because your spirit is never old, as blue as the sky.

　　Mom is a wall, a wall that no one can replace, solid, thick ......