巍巍高耸的楼房曾经是摇摇欲坠的草房;宽阔平坦的马路曾经是泥泞蜿蜒的村道;曾经清澈见底的小河如今却散发着臭气……今天,我随爸爸去看他们小时候住过的老房子。老屋孤零零地矗立在傍晚的斜阳里,半面已坍塌;门前长着一丛一丛的杂草,屋边的树木枝干折损,却依然茂密,像是要坚守这最后的凄凉……爸爸 Towering tall buildings used to be crumbling cottages; the wide, flat road used to be a muddy winding village road; once crystal clear streams now exude stench ... Today I went to see them with my dad when they lived as children old house. The old house stands solitary in the evening sun, the half-face has collapsed, and the weeds that grow in front of the house, the branches of trees on the side of the house are damaged, but still lush, as if they were to stick to the last desolation. father