My most favorite room is my father's working one with stuffs arranged neatly inside. 'No feeling is greater than lying on the couch with a romantic novel, enjoying the coziness while it is raining outside'
My most favorite room is my father's working one with stuffs arranged neatly inside. 'No feeling is greater than lying on the couch with a romantic novel, enjoying the coziness while it is raining outside'
My most favorite room is my father's working one with stuffs arranged neatly inside. 'No feeling is greater than lying on the couch with a romantic novel, enjoying the coziness while it is raining outside'
PARAGRAPH WRITING (Version 3) Topic: Describe the room in your house that you like the most. Outline: TS: My most favorite room is my fathers working one with stuffs arranged neatly inside. SIs: Stuffs from left to right: - SI 1: Bookshelf: + shelf + book - SI 2: Desk: + computer + lamp + materials - SI 3: Couch: + couch + pillows + vase of roses - SI 4: Window: +curtain + view + flowerpot of daisy CS: No feeling is greater than lying on the couch with a romantic novel, enjoying the coziness while it is raining outside. Paragraph: On the second floor backwards my house is my most favorite room, also my fathers working one. This small room has stuffs arranged neatly inside. On the left side of the room stands a huge six-level wooden shelf on which books are classified distinguishably according to their kinds. In front of the bookshelf is a rectangle beige desk where my father sits almost all the time I come in. On the desk, a computer is arranged next to a lamp usually giving out cozy, soft yellow light. There is a high chance of finding on my Full name: Bi Thin Sao PARAGRAPH WRITING Group: QH10.E4 Unit 8: Description paragraphs Semester 1 Year 2 - 2011 Page:.
fathers desk the materials of which the subjects are related to psychology as his major. Lying on the right side of the room is a two-meter cream couch with three dark-colored pillows. My mother often lays a vase full of red or yellow roses on a round small table next to the couch. On the back wall of the room, a glass window with a cream curtain looks over a green dome of trees outside. Hanging outstandingly at the window is a pretty flowerpot with year-round purple daisies. My farther like standing there, enjoying quietness and the fresh filled-with-flowery-scent air. However, for me, no feeling is greater than lying on the couch with a romantic novel, enjoying the coziness while it is raining outside. Word count: 220