My cabin is not luxurious and has no modern and beautiful decoration. There is a desk, two back chairs and a bookcase in the house, which is satisfied. White is added to the upper part of the wall of the cabin, and light blue is added to the lower part. At this time, it gives people a clear and quiet feeling. And the yellow curtain adds a little poetic to the cabin. When the light bulb was opened, the blue and yellow soft light filled the whole cabin. Sitting quietly on this comfortable chair, opening newspapers one by one, carefully savoring the lines of neat and wonderful words. Whenever I am tired, the recorder can play a big role, her harmonious and powerful melody, every cell flowing through my body, how can it make people unhappy? Whenever I was sailing in the sea of learning, there was a gentle and rhythmic knock at the door. I opened the door hurriedly. Under the light, my mother held a cup of steaming tea smilingly. I was moved. I felt the maternal love in the world. I felt that every corner of the cabin was full of this strong love. My cabin belongs to me completely. Usually, you look inside from the door, giving people a feeling that it is chaos! All over the table, all over the Kang were books lying down, sometimes the quilt was not folded, my little sister called me to sleep like a dog kennel. However, there are also clean and orderly ones. Most of them are Sundays, and I sorted them out to say yes. However, the good scene was not long, and it returned to the original. In my small room, there are my hard work, my joy of success; There are also the pain of failure. These joys and sorrows, my diaries are the witnesses of everything in the small room. In the small room, I felt the warmth of maternal love. I knew very well that the beautiful and tranquil small room was the best tomorrow to pour out my heart.

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