我预备了一场聚会,关于老房子。连日下雨,加之年久失修,这栋伫立多年的老屋不得不要倒下了。父亲说:“下雨的时候,怕房子倒了伤到别人,只能拆了。”说罢,他轻叹一口气。我明白他的无奈,但还是不愿接受老房子即将消失的事实。我与父亲走到老房子门前。锁已落灰、生锈。父亲熟练地打开锁,霎时间,光线涌入原本漆黑的厅堂。我环顾四周,一切都还是老样子,只是目光所及之处,皆落了一层厚厚的灰。空气中飘浮着许多尘埃,在日 I prepared a party about the old house. Rainy days, coupled with disrepair, this old house standing for many years had to fall. My father said: “When it rains, afraid of the house fell hurt to others, can only be demolished.” "Finish, he sighed. I understand his frustration, but still unwilling to accept the fact that the old house is about to disappear. My father and I went to the old house. Lock has fallen ash, rusty. Father proficiently opened the lock, all of a sudden, light into the original dark hall. I looked around, everything is still the same, but the eyes of the place, all fell a layer of thick ashes. A lot of dust floating in the air in the day