我像只候鸟一样,只有在过年的时候才飞回老家。这种状况,大约有二十多年了。最初,是我一人在外打工,后来,老婆孩子也跟着我走了,家中仅剩母亲一人。母亲说,破窝留不住人,有本事就在外面飞吧。自然,我越飞越远。腊八节那天,母亲来电话,说老房子过完年就要拆了。闻罢,我纠结万分。虽说旧村改建是件好事,可毕竟老房子里充 Like a migratory bird, I flew to my hometown only when I was in the New Year. This situation, about twenty years. Initially, I was working outside alone, and later, my wife and children followed me away, leaving only one mother at home. Mother said, breaking the nest could not stay, have the ability to fly outside it. Naturally, I fly more and more far. On Laba Day, my mother called and said that the old house had to be demolished after the end of the year. Smelt, I am extremely tangled. Although the transformation of the old village is a good thing, but after all, filling the old house