老屋,从小到大生活的地方。无论岁月流逝,世事变迁,只要老屋在,心就有了归属,回忆往事便有了支点。在老屋里,我曾有一个多么温馨的大家庭啊:父亲、母亲、弟弟、妹妹,还有我和妻子、孩子。随着时间推移,弟妹们相继成家,母亲两年前离去,老屋变得空空荡荡。可任凭风吹雨打,岁月磨洗,它依旧倔强地矗立在那里,似乎在向离去后还会回来的主人宣布:老家还在!近日,我几乎每天都去 Old house, from small to large living place. No matter the passage of time, changes in the world, as long as the old house in, heart has vested in memory of the past there will be a fulcrum. How warm family I once had in my old house: father, mother, brother, sister, and myself and my wife and children. As time went by, siblings became married, her mother left two years ago, and the old house became empty. Can be given the wind and rain, years of grinding, it is still stubbornly stood there, it seems that after the departure will return to the owner announced: home still! Recently, I go almost every day