My house is not built of reinforced concrete. It is made of rustic bamboo wood, simple as his memory. Includes three compartments: living room, bedroom and dining room; every room is arranged to prevent. When I come back from somewhere, as soon as I step into the house, I am extremely cool. The rooms are decorated to look aesthetically pleasing. The first room has a wardrobe and a set of incense wooden chairs. Left side is a television. This is also the reception room and the place where my family gathers in the evening. The plan is that the bedroom is divided into 3 compartments. Room for parents, room for two children to sleep and study at home. I feel comfortable and at ease. Going deeper inside is the kitchen. Small apartment with a window view out to the field behind. I love my house very much. For storing so many beautiful memories. My dear home and life can see how happy I am to be in this home.

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When building the house, my father gave me a nice little room on the second floor. About 15m2 room only but also enough to become my own world. Stepping through the polished wood door is a neatly arranged and clean room. On the left and left is a very cute pink bedspread. On it, I feel very comfortable and excited because I can see the picture of nature painted on the wall. Next to it is a wooden shelf with many small compartments. In the top drawers I put any book, even a watercolor box and a new set of pencils I bought for my birthday. The bottom drawer is my comic world. Inside is the story of Doraemon, in the middle is the story of Little Morocco, outside is the fairy tale of Andesen... all neatly arranged. In the right side of the room, my father gave me a light blue iron with a very eye-catching yellow border. Two lockers are enough for me to wear school clothes and default at home. The middle pane has a transparent layer window. In it is a collection of teddy bears, dolls and many lovely outfits of all shapes and sizes. We are your pride when your friends come to visit. Close window, my father gave me a set of green synthetic plastic tables and chairs. Above the table is a small lamp, the backlight has a pale pink plastic pen holder. And the chair has a backrest, I sit very comfortably. In the morning, the early morning sunlight passed through the door, shimmering lights on the table and mischievous wind sisters, we danced to the rhythm of the pen writing on the remaining pages, the smell of new paper. I love my beautiful room!